We go to where the Romans never went

The official Hadrian’s Wall path starts at Bowness on Solway on the Solway Firth and goes to Segeduum, which doesn’t quite get walkers to the North Sea. Why would the Romans stop without going sea to sea? Wouldn’t the tribes up north outflank them?

Here’s the answer from “Hadrian’s Wall Path” by Henry Stedman and Jim Manthorpe:

“. . . what is the point of building a wall right across an island if you’re not going to finish the job, thereby allowing the locals to sneak around one end? But with Arbeia Fort guarding the river’s

The west gate at Arbeia represents a second-century Roman fort entrance reconstructed over the original remains.

mouth from the other side of the Tyne and this fort (Segeduum) watching over the land to the east on this side, it’s fair to say that little could cross undetected from one side — of either the Tyne or the Wall — to the other.”

Two forts beats a Wall any day.

Just because the Romans did not want to go sea to sea that doesn’t mean that we couldn’t walk all the way across England. So we set out on Day 10 from Segeduum, which means “strong fort,” to glimpse the North Sea. One map we had showed an “extension” starting at Segeduum and going to Arbeia, which is just short of a place where you can see the North Sea and the Herd Groyne Lighthouse. We could follow the route on the paper map, which is something I have not done for 10 or 20 years. GPS has replaced my mapping brain. Once upon a time, I got a merit badge in orienteering. Later, give me a Thomas Guide and a set of wheels, and nothing was hidden from me. Pluck me in the wilderness with only a folded map and a compass, and I’d be out in two days tops. But if I tried to follow this “extension” route tracing a paper map, it might take us two days to cover the five miles to the fort and sea.

Instead, we chose GPS on our phones; John going with Google Maps and me with Apple Maps. Neither followed the extension route. Off we went and never crossed paths until we met at the ferry dock for the trip across the Tyne and when we approached Arbeia Fort. The view of the North Sea just a few steps away.

Ferry across the Tyne.
On the Tyne

Our walk took 10 days (and one rest day). I tracked each day’s mileage on Strava (what part of my brain is it replacing?) and the total was 94.75 miles. Not bad for a couple of guys in their late 70s.

John with the North Sea in the background.
Waiting for an Uber to take us back to our hotel.

Segeduum or bust!

Day 9

We had pushed ahead on Day 8 by about two miles to shorten the Day 9 distance to Segeduum, the Roman fort at the walk’s end. The trail took us through the center of Newcastle with many bikers, lots of walkers and some roads with traffic.

Newcastle at Quayside, where our hotel was.
Along the River Tyne

The walk followed the River Tyne, a 73-mile stream with sources on the Scottish border up north and in the Pennine Mountains, which form the spine of England. The Tyne River Trust calls it one of the cleanest in England and the best for salmon. The best thing for us? Walking along it meant a flat walk.

Trail along the River Tyne.

After 9.73 miles, we reached Segeduum, the starting point for walkers going west, and for us . . . the finishing point for walking Hadrian’s Wall.

At Segedunum, which was closed when we got there.

But there was more to come.

Then the Wall disappeared

Days 7 and 8

Maybe not disappeared, but it was very much out of sight. Some still buried, had not been excavated or stones leaving little visible trace of what they once were.

For two days walking, this is the only photo I took of the wall.

Different widths of the wall foundation.

At some point, the Romans decided to reduce the wall’s foundation, which this photo seemed to show. The wider foundation might have meant that Romans had plans for something more than a 20 foot high wall. Or perhaps Hadrian or some other Roman said, “These northern doofuses can’t get by this piddling thing, why keep making it wider?”

So we had passed by the visible part of the wall. But the countryside was pleasant. The weather above our expectations.

John at a lunch break.

The two inns we stayed at offered good food and a fine English setting.

The Robin Hood Inn
I loved these carvings in the benches at Robin Hood Inn.
The Keelman Inn near Newcastle.

The other thing we left behind were hills. Looking at our maps, we knew that meeting up with the Tyne River meant a flat walk to Wallsend, which is where the wall ends.

That is not my dog!

A few days before we checked into our overnight accommodations, we sent them an email asking these questions:

The grounds at the George Hotel.

Do we need a dinner reservation?Do you need our estimated time of arrival? Can you pack us a lunch for the next day? We plan to pay with credit cards; is that OK?

We got this response from the George Hotel in Chollerford:

Hi John

I would say that it is always prudent to book a table for dinner. Dinner is served from 5pm til 8:30pm. I note that you will have a dog in one of your rooms. Dogs are welcome throughout the hotel except for the restaurant but I can book you a table in our Chesters Lounge which is dog friendly. What time would you like to book a table?

Nick

We responded:

That is not our dog! We do not have a dog and do not plan to adopt one in the next few days. 

John B

Hi John

I think I misread the dog free request on one of the rooms. Sorry about that. Which one of you is allergic to dogs?

Nick,

Neither of us is allergic to dogs. 

Hi John,

Thanks for confirming!

Our imaginary dog was not mentioned while we stayed through our rest day.

Uphill climb to the scene of a crime

Day 6

Look beyond John in the photo above, and you will see that the trail continues where it left off yesterday — going up, then down and up again.

The trail presented us with the usual vast assortments of rocks made into stairs.

At least on the one above, you had side boulders to hang onto as you went up or down.

And the views — and the weather — were stunning. My eyes loved it, my knees, not so much.

In the background, note what’s left of the arches on this milecastle. It allowed archeologists to determine the height of the arched gateway.

This milecastle was excavated in 1853 by John Clayton, another individual responsible for saving Hadrian’s Wall. English Heritage says this of him: “When John Clayton was four, his father bought the mansion house of Chesters which had the Roman fort of Cilurnum in its front garden. It was the start of a life-long interest. By the time John died in 1890 he owned five forts – Chesters, Carrawburgh, Housesteads, Vindolanda and Carvoran – as well as most of the Wall within this 20 mile stretch.”

These are the “stairs” down into Sycamore Gap. This is where my hiking poles came out. I bought these for this trip because they fold down to 14 inches, small enough to fit inside by day pack. This would be a vital first test for these $27 poles, which is cheap.

Twice Brewed, where we stayed last night, has this display in their lobby. Take a look at the photo in the lower left corner. This scene made it the most photographed tree in the United Kingdom by many observers. Clayton planted the tree in the 1880s. It was the scene of many marriage proposals, of weddings and was featured in the 1991 film “Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves,” starring Kevin Costner.

That all ended on Sept. 28, 2023, when two area men cut down the tree. Police found the pair by tracking their mobile phones, analyzing vehicle movements and recovering the video of the crime the men took and their voice messages bragging about what they had done. Daniel Graham, 39, and Adam Carothers, 32, were charged with criminal damage to the tree and to Hadrian’ Wall. All this according to BBC, which conflicts with information in “Hadrian’s Wall Path” guidebook.

The men went on trial in May 2024 and denied any involvement. But after they were convicted, Carruthers called it “drunken stupidity,” and Graham said it was Carruthers’ “dream” to fell the tree and Graham just went along with it. The judge had none of that stupid drunkenness, pointing out that they drove 20 minutes to the gap, hauled chainsaws up the trail and picked a stormy night when the wind would help fell the tree. She sentenced them to four years and three months in prison.

Carruthers was released after 10 months. The Ministry of Justice said people on “home curfew” must wear an ankle monitoring device and “face strict license conditions.” Those who break the rules go back to prison.

Graham remains in prison.

The stump of the tree is sprouting new growth all around it. Soon people from the road and trail may see this bushy thicket, but one estimate of when a single tree will be visible is 200 years, if ever.

Don’t walk on top of the wall, say the trail rules, but here many people did (not I). This is in the area where in 2004 a group of 800 bankers walked on top of the wall as a team building exercise. Preservationists and historians were not pleased. Since then, the bankers have returned, split into smaller groups and stayed off the wall.

This was our longest day. We walked 13.2 miles, my hiking poles held up and I barely made in time for our 6:30 p.m. dinner reservation at the George Hotel in Chollerford.

Uphill, down hill and great views

Day Five

Somehow I thought this trail would not venture up a cliff like the one pictured above. But I was wrong. If you want to follow Hadrian’s Wall then you have to go to where the Romans built it. Looking at the cliffs ahead, I wondered why the Romans thought they needed a wall on top. The natural crags seemed defense enough. However, the Romans were thorough, and they built atop the Walltown Crags. That meant that anyone who came later had to go up on rocks assembled to make bumpy stairs (second photo below).

Then walk across crag to the next set of rocky stairs going downhill (for creaky knees, that’s worse).

According to “Hadrian’s Wall Path,” this is the “highest part of the Wall that hasn’t been restored or rebuilt by well-meaning 19th-century archaeologicals.”

A milecastle on the Walltown Crags. Note the gate at the front. There would be one in the back as well, meaning anyone passing into Roman territory had to pass through both gates and be trapped in between them for soldiers to see if they had a Green Card.
Looking back on the Walltown Quarry.

All of this up and down, but mostly up, leads to Green Slack on Winshield Crag, the highest point on the trail.

Me approaching the highest point on Hadrian’s Wall.
The two Johns at Green Slack.

A village fights to save a pub

The Samson Inn in Gisland

In recent years, the train gave up its stop at Gisland. The permanent post office closed, and now there is one run “on a pop-up basis by volunteers in the Village Hall,” according to “Hadrian’s Wall Path.” Then a pub closed, and the owners of the Samson Inn said this is not quite right for us and offered it for sale. “A developer’s dream,” said one of the operators there now. The building could accommodate four cottages for sale or rent at a costly price.

But the community organized, raised funds, had some government help and kept the pub. Between 400 and 500 live in Gisland, and there are something like 450 shareholders in the pub. Not all investors are from the town. Some Hadrian Wall walkers have contributed, including some who will never do it again but want to save it for future trekkers.

Gisland is where Sir Walter Scott met his wife. More about him in a future post.

The Wall! The Wall! It’s the Wall!

After three days of walking, here is the first piece of Hadrian’s Wall we have seen.

Back to Day 4:

We are walking headed east on the walk that follows Hadrian’s Wall, which means you walk 25 miles before you see anything resembling a Roman wall. And it is a sorry bit of piled rocks. Shame on the Romans for leaving such a site as the walkers’ first glimpse of what they had done. Or maybe the blame should fall on those who came afterwards and used the wall as their Home Depot.

But it gets better. Much better. Much of the wall you see looks like this, a scaled down version of what was once a 20 foot high wall complete with forts, milecastles (one every mile), turrets ( between the milecastles) and a signal tower. We would see plenty of those as we walked on.

Or climbed on. Here is one way to get over the modern walls that local farmers have built. Larger stones in the wall to serve as stepping stones, some with a gate added.

There are also several ladders over fences and walls.

It’s a risk to local farmers to have thousands of hikers crossing their fields with their livestock. Will all walkers behave? There are signs at each gate to leave the livestock alone and keep dogs on a lead.

We were lucky enough to arrive at Birdoswald when a guided tour was about to begin.

While pointing out what the Romans did at this fort, she also described what came afterward. The Romans first showed up in 55 BC when Julius Caesar came, to see and not conquer before he returned to Rome and met up with the senate, Brutus and sine die. Jump ahead 100 years to Emperor Claudius and 40,000 soldiers who conquered most of the British Isles and its assorted tribes before getting to the Caledonians in what is now Scotland. Why bother, said Emperor Trajan and his successor Hadrian. We’ve got the minerals and grain we came here for so let’s let the barbarians stay up north and out of our hair. Hadrian started his wall in AD 122 and over six to 10 years built 17 forts, 80 milecastles and 158 turrets, along with the wall that connected them.

Even though the Romans had thousands of men, I am amazed that all this could be built so quickly. The stones had to be quarried, cut into the right shape, hauled to the wall, stacked and mortared. Defensive ditches were dug on both sides of the wall.

But the wall was in use for 300 more years until the Romans withdrew their troops from Britannia to fight closer to Rome as the empire ceased away.

Some Roman drew this horse on a building stone.

Our guide leader pointed out that life did not end when the Romans left. Pictured above are the granaries at Birdoswald. The wooden pillars were not put up by the Romans but were installed in Medieval times. The village outside Birdoswald moved in to the covered fort when the Romans left. Many of the troops then were Dacian who didn’t know how or care about keeping up the stone fort (sorry Romanian and Transylvanian descendants). This became, our guide leader said, an “irritated land,” and many down south wanted it to stay irritated and not venture southward. Eventually, this “debatable” (her word) land sunk into 300 years dominated by reivers, raiding parties on both sides of the English and Scottish border. If you think of Steve McQueen in the movie “Reivers,” based on William Faulkner’s story (the only thing I have read by him), forget it. That lovable horse player, woman chaser was nothing like the Border Reivers, who rustled livestock, raped women, pillaged and kidnapped. This ended in 1603 with the Union of the Crowns, when childless Elizabeth I dies and the crown passes to the next available heir, her cousin James VI, King of Scotland. England and Scotland now shared the same monarch.

The farmhouse on the site was built in 1745, and the property eventually was purchased by Henry Norman, who said we ought to preserve this Roman history instead of carting it away to enclose your garden.

From Birdoswald, we walked on toward Gisland, where we spent the night.

Update after the uphills are done

We climbed to the highest point on Hadrian’s Wall walk today — and there are more hills tomorrow, which is our longest day in distance. I have lots of info to catch up readers. That will be done when I can stay awake after these days of walking. Be patient and good night.

WiFi in Gisland still in Roman times

In for the night and ready to post about the real Hadrian’s Wall, rocks and all. However, the WiFi and cell signal could be left over from what the Romans installed.

Walked 9.5 miles today and finally saw Hadrian’s Wall, at least the parts the later occupants left standing.

More when signals are better.

Last night at the Old Vicarage Inn where we stayed in Walton.