Chew Green, in the Otterburn Ranges, is a grand spot to spend a couple of nights in the vans.
And you don’t even have to move the vans to go for a wander; there are lots of route options from right there. So on the Saturday, Geoff wanted to do a longish bike ride, while I joined James for a 9 mile walk that he’d planned.
We started off by going down the road a little way, to Blindburn Bridge.
Anyone who knows the Coquet Valley though, will also know that it’s hardly a busy road. You’d be lucky if you saw any vehicles on it at all, other than the occasional military type.
Once at Blindburn Bridge, we picked up a path that followed the course of Blind Burn, up on to the tops.
I loved this ruin that we passed – Yearning Hall, apparently – and I’m sure it would be a fantastically, atmospheric spot for a wild camp.
But it did have a fence around it, with some ‘shell’ remains inside the enclosure, so maybe not!
A mile or so further and we hit the Pennine Way. Rather conveniently, this just happened to be the spot where the Lamb Hill refuge hut is.
And also, rather conveniently, it just happened to be lunchtime.
It’s a bit desperate in there. It would have to be an emergency for me to want to put my sleeping bag down on the benches, never mind the floor.
We’d picked up a bit of a lively breeze on the Border Ridge, but it soon calmed down as we headed west along the Pennine Way and lost a bit of height.
Pausing for the occasional tweet and phone call when a mobile signal blew in for a few seconds.
The next notable landmark that we came across, was the rather expansive site of the Chew Green Roman Camps and Fortlet. On a sunny day, you can spend a couple of hours happily exploring this area, picking out the lines of the various walls and enclosures, but today’s weather wasn’t really conducive to that.
And by now, we were on a bit of a mission really, to make sure that we got back down to the vans in time for afternoon tea and cakes!