First Things First,
Not only is this the first entry into the WWTW journal, but it’s also the first entry I’ve decided to write from memory for the Walltown Quarry and the Nine Nicks route that was actually completed 2 weeks ago. Based on the fact a mild headache is already threatening whilst trying to remember the details – I will not be repeating this mistake in the future.
3km (1 hour & 30 minutes)
Map OS Explorer OL43
Parking Paid & EV Charging
Once upon a sunshine-filled Saturday afternoon,
The wife suggested we go for a walk for some fresh air as the previous evening was full of alcohol and bad food.
Sounds good, but where would we go on a head-clearing walk?
The wife produced a small green book she had received for her birthday in October, ‘Northumberland 40 Coast and Country Walks’ by Jon Tait.
The time was 1PM, it was early January in the North East of England so naturally it was cold despite the piercing sunshine that was due to set in 3 hours (thanks Google).
I told the wife to pick somewhere quickly whilst I got the car ready. Each passing minute reduced the choices as we would not arrive before sunset – the race was on…
We arrived at Walltown Visitor Centre shortly ahead of time and investigated the parking situation. It wasn’t free, but the machine accepted card, which was good, because if it was cash only – I was going to risk it.
Setting off along Pennine Way via a clearly marked route we discovered what I’m dubbing the 📌Walltown Wooden Throne where the guide directed us to take a sharp left through a gate – directly into a field full of confused sheep. 🐑
Walking alongside the wall from here, the terrain gets much more interesting – with more than one clearly worn route – the Wife took the ‘safer’ option whereas I decided to take the more ‘adventurous’ one.
Hopping from rock to rock at the top of a hill in strong winds may not be smart – but it was pretty fun.
After following the wall for around 10 minutes, we arrived at turret 45a.
Following a short argument as to whether we were to change course at turret 45a or 44b – which was much, much farther, we concluded this officially marked the midpoint of the route.
Confusingly, we had only taken 30 minutes to complete the more difficult half of what was meant to be a 90 minute route.
After taking a mid-point selfie – which will from now on be a WWTW tradition – we took in the surroundings and fresh air before planning our descent.
Here the path is not was not clear – and the wife and I began to debate which was the correct route to take.
I reminded Rachael about a similar situation a couple years prior where we inevitably went with her decision which led to us almost being left stranded in a field of heather and marshland with no phone signal – we were not to repeat this.
As we descended, (following my chosen route! 💪) hopping over the soggy ground in places we briefly had to walk past the sheep feeding station, much to the herd’s disgust.
I stopped to take an arty shot of an interesting tree as the road descended towards a cattle grid which we carefully navigated before ending up at a set of stone steps leading back to the start of the route.
We’re thinking of making our next trip to the Morpeth Loops – hopefully next weekend as a gale force wind weather warning and a family incident have prevented any adventure since we completed this walk on Jan 4th.
Twenty walks for 2020 – 1 down, 19 to go.
We needed a short walk for Rachael. It just so happens that Warkworth Castle is one of the shortest routes in our guidebook!
One of the shortest walks in the guide book was just over 2km at Plessey Woods – perfect for the heavily pregnant wife.
With what may just have been the final sunshine of 2020, a hike to the famed Sycamore Gap was in order.
On a rare sunny but cold Autumn Sunday, we head to one on our hit list – Belsay Hall, Castle and Gardens in Northumberland.
After deciding to use Tesco clubcard vouchers to 3x value on an English Heritage membership – we headed out to Rievaulx Abbey.
Stonehenge was somewhere I’d wanted to visit for the longest time. So, despite the torrential rain, we decided to pay a visit.
In the afternoon, determined to continue extracting value out of our new English Heritage memberships we headed to Carisbrooke Castle in the middle of the Isle of Wight.