Heddon-on-the-Wall to Wallsend

Walked by Sally and Richard, Friday 3rd June 2016

About 15 miles walking, almost all on route of Hadrian's Wall Path

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We slept well at Hadrian's Barn and Richard cooked us a lovely omelette for breakfast with the ingredients that had been left for us. So far so good. However we still had to pay and I didn't want to disturb the owner too early in the morning, knowing that she had been entertaining last night, so we didn't get the full advantage of the cook-it-yourself breakfast. Things got worse when we went to pay, offering the full range of cheque, credit card, bank transfer etc., only to be told brusquely that she only accepted cash. We know that this is the case in some B&Bs, but it would be foolish to carry enough cash for a whole walking holiday, so - please Lesley - we like to be warned, or if possible to pay in advance in situations like this. This was our last day of walking, and after paying by cash we had very little money left for refreshments for the rest of the day. Fortunately we were heading for Newcastle upon Tyne! However, the whole attitude of the owner of Hadrian's Barn had left me in a bad mood.

Things got better! Some walkers omit this final (or first if you're walking from east to west) section of the Hadrian's Wall Path on the basis that it is through a built up area and hardly follows the route of Hadrian's Wall. Both of those things are true, and the path is mostly tarmacked, which is not great for the knees. However, perhaps because we have lived in Newcastle, we fully appreciated the green swaths of land that we walked along, through some areas that we'd remembered as very run down, and it was also interesting to view the sights of the city's waterfront, at the slow pace that walking brings.

To start with, we returned to the route of Hadrian's Wall Path and followed it through Heddon-on-the-Wall. We had some difficulty finding a section of Wall which the guidebook waxes lyrical about, but when we did find it, there was indeed the base of something (apparently a post-Roman pottery kiln) built into it.

The path then descended through the streets of Heddon, with good views down to the Tyne Valley. The road became a track by West Acre, and continued to descend, down towards Close House. When we lived in Newcastle upon Tyne, Close House was part of the University; indeed the boyfriend of one of my flat-mates was studying agriculture and I think he spent a lot of time here. We passed an observatory, now sadly overgrown by trees and bushes; not great for observation! Close House is now a hotel and golf resort, and as we continued to descend through the grounds we were overtaken by a procession of mowing machines, presumably heading off to manicure the greens. Eventually the slope levelled out and we progressed from golf course to playing field. We followed the signposted route around the large field, then turned left onto the Wylam Waggonway, just to the north of the River Tyne. The OS map shows Hadrian's Wall Path following the river for the next mile or so, but apparently riverbank erosion destroyed that route back in 2010.

The Waggonway is a former railway line, built in 1748 to transport coal from Wylam to Lemington dockside, for shipment down the Tyne. The locomotives "Puffing Billy" and "Wylam Dilly", the oldest surviving locomotives in the world ran on this route. If we'd have turned right to follow the Waggonway upstream rather than downstream, in about a kilometre we'd have reached the small cottage which was George Stephenson's Birthplace, now owned by the National Trust. I remember walks along the Waggonway with colleagues from work around 1980, and I used to think that Stephenson's famous locomotive The Rocket (of which there is a model outside the cottage) ran on this line too. In fact, The Rocket was built for Stephenson's Liverpool & Manchester Railway in 1829, by George's son Robert Stephenson. The concentration of railway pioneers and pioneering with links to this small former mining village is phenomenal.

The Waggonway is now an attractive cycleway, and we were passed by cyclists and joggers as well as renewing our acquaintance with the three scout-leaders we'd met a few days ago. We were walking at about the same speed as them, so played 'leapfrog' once again. We were now on Hadrian's Way (the name given to the shared route of the Hadrian's Wall Path and the Hadrian's Cycleway), and we followed this most of the way to Wallsend.

Just before Blayney Row we turned right, back down towards the river, with Ryton Church clearly visible on the opposite bank. We followed close to the river to the Tyne Riverside Country Park, where we stopped at the toilets in the former visitor centre (now Hedley's Riverside Coffee Shop) then skirted the slipway (with more small children out with their grandparents than boats today) and continued past the Tyne Rowing Club and Newburn Bridge. Hadrian's Way took us slightly away from the river again, on a pleasant green corridor past Newburn-on-Tyne and on the Lemington. Here there was a row of shops, but we continued on through the delightfully named Sugley Dene.

In order to pass the busy A1 we headed a quarter of a mile or so to the north where there was a footbridge; here we were within three miles of where we used to live in Kingston Park and the road we were crossing (which was not the A1 then) was strangely familiar. We headed back towards the river through the green expanse of Denton Dean, passing dog-walkers and people playing football. We descended towards Scotswood and the iconic (well, for us who have lived here!) Scotwood Bridge, passing a delightful modern statue "Yesterday, today, forever". At one level, the statue is simply a memorial to the 38 men and boys who lost their lives in the Montagu View Pit Disater in 1925, when an inrush of water flooded the mine shaft. However it is so much more: a delight mixture of human history (miner and pit pony), celebration of regeneration, and hope for the future (children, one taking a selfie on her mobile phone). There is even a frog, with one of the local schoolchildren who were involved in the design saying "Scotswood is like a frog, it’s not very pretty on the outside but it’s beautiful on the inside".

There was a bench near the statue, but our friends the scout leaders had stopped here so we continued on. We needn't have worried about finding somewhere for a rest: we were soon walking along an (admittedly narrow) green corridor, with frequent benches, and we stopped at one of these for a rest and a snack. Eventually the peaceful thoroughfare through the residential and industrial areas ended and we found ourselves on the dual carriageway of Scotwood Road, at "Paradise". We crossed the road and walked along the pavement for while, and for a while history usurped 21st Century traffic and noise: Paradise was latterly a cement works, but it was set on the site of the earlier exotic riverside "Paradise Garden". The area is immortalised in the 1862 music hall song "Blaydon Races" [Blaydon is on the other side of the river, just to the south of the Scotswood Bridge; and a running race along Scotswood Road and over the bridge into Blaydon was revived in 1981 and still runs annually on the 9th June]: "Ah went to Blaydon Races, ‘twas on the ninth of Joon"..."Oh me lads, ye shud a seen us gannin"..."Gannin along the Scotswood Road to see the Blaydon Races"..."Noo when we gat to Paradise thor wes bonny gam begun"...

We were soon able to leave the Scotswood Road and to head down into Newcastle Business Park, and after a short distance we descended to the modern Riverside Walkway. We were still passing business premises, so had mostly office workers for company. There were interpretative panels which gave some feel for how different the area was in the industrial age, when this was the site of Armstrong's Elswick Engineering Works.

Across the river to the south, there were good views to Anthony Gormley's "Angel of the North", which coincidentally we had visited at closer quarters last October when on a 40-year reunion with friends from undergraduate days at Durham University. The Angel stands 20 metres tall, with a wingspan of 54 metres.

Closer at hand across the river were the Dunston Coal Staiths, first opened in 1893 as a structure for loading coal from the North Durham coalfield onto ships.In the 1920s, 140,000 tons of coal per week were loaded from the staiths, and they continued to be used until the 1970s. Since then they've had a mixed history of restoration, fire and restoration, but the staiths are believed to be the largest timber structure in Europe.

Then, round a slight curve in the river, there were the seven iconic bridges bridges linking Newcastle with Gateshead across the Tyne. In order, we passed underneath the Redheugh Bridge (the third bridge on the site, the current modern road bridge was opened in 1983, whilst we were living in Newcastle), the King Edward VII railway bridge (opened in 1906), the Queen Elizabeth II Bridge (carrying the Tyne and Wear Metro, whose opening also took place whilst we were living in Newcastle, actually in the year we were married - 1981), the High Level Bridge (with a lower deck carrying the road whilst the upper deck carries the railway; opened in 1849), the Swing Bridge (opened in 1876), the Tyne Bridge (opened in 1926) and the Millenium Bridge (a pedestrian and cycle bridge, opened in 2001). Actually I'm getting ahead of myself; we were enjoying the walk but wanted a break so we stopped for coffee and cake at a cafe called Great Coffee on the quayside.

The Quayside was bustling with activity. We'd passed the "Quayside Seaside" and on the opposite side of the river, near the Millenium Bridge, was the Sage Gateshead and then the BALTIC Centre for Contempory Art, in a former flour mill. Coincidentally, in the September after we completed the Hadrian's Wall Path and, because I was really slow completing my write-up of this walk, whilst I was writing up this page, I was in Newcastle-upon-Tyne for a conference whose conference dinner was at the BALTIC. The night-time view from there is really spectacular.

Back to the walk...After passing grand Victorian buildings we walked past upmarket modern blocks of flats and crossed Ouseburn Bridge then took a less picturesque detour away from the river. Back by the Tyne, we reached the colourful St Peter's Marina and crossed the drawbridge at its entrance.

We continued to walk downstream around St Anthony's Point, on a walkway fringed by woodland that felt miles from the centre of the city - though there was a works of some sort on the opposite bank. We were diverted away from the river rather sooner than shown on the map, but the route goes up through Walker Waterside Park and then along a cycleway (a disused railway line) was pleasant.

The guidebook says "from here the walk to Segedunum couldn't be more straightforward: keep to the cycle path, with just two road crossings". Actually the route at the second road crossing didn't seem that straightforward, but it didn't present any real problems and we were soon approaching "Wall's end". We followed a signed footpath to the right to where work was in progress on the recently discovered site of the old bath house, then we continued to the main Segedunum site. Here there are the remains of the fort that was at the eastern end of Hadrian's Wall, a reconstruction of a bath house, and a museum and tea room.

We had to get back to Norfolk today so time was quite tight, so we didn't pay the entrance fee to the museum/Roman remains/reconstruction, but we caught the lift up to the tea room for celebratory refreshments. There were good views from here of the Roman site, with the former shipbuilding yards on the Tyne behind. There were also good views across the river to Hebburn. In the cafe was the woman who appears to have been the organiser of the walk along the path by the nine scout leaders (some of whom we had met from time to time along the path), now with bandaged feet so sadly unable to walk herself. She was waiting for the three separate groups of walkers to arrive, but our time was tight so we had to move on.

We headed to Wallsend Metro station, whose signage is in Latin as well as English, and caught a train back to Newcastle Central Station for the long (but straightforward) journey back to Norfolk.