Northumberland at Large

I've just had a fabulous few days in Northumberland (including Tyne and Wear and Durham to be exact) visiting an old university friend.  He lives just west of Newcastle in Walbottle and whilst he was at work on Friday I took my Mac - have Mac will travel - down to the Tyne and caught up on emails and my MSc.

That evening Simon and I wandered eastwards along the north side of the Tyne ending up in the central waterfront area.  So lovely to be back here.

Simon has a wonderful old house which is just across the road from the line of Hadrian's Wall and has a benchmark to boot (see bottom left side of the house).

He is quite high up, well, 77.28 m above MSL to be precise (yes, we looked up the height of the benchmark) and has amazing views as the sun sets.

On Saturday is was gloriously sunny and we headed towards the coast, staying south of the Tyne.  As we drove around the A1 I spotted the Angel of the North up on the hill.  Simon hadn't realised I'd never seen it up close (it's a new fangled thing for someone who graduated in 1990) so we hopped off to have a look.  It's a fascinating sculpture - I love the 'panelled' style of the metal work.

We returned to the car and headed off towards Seaham.  As we did I pointed out an atheneum type monument on a local hill.  "Let's go there," said Simon.  And so we did.

It turned out to be Penshaw Monument, a folly built in 1844 and reminding me of a similar structure in Edinburgh.


As we wandered up I pointed out that it would be a fine location for a trig pillar.  Simon and I did the same surveying degree so he accepts my geo-geekiness with full understanding and empathy.

Anyway, lo and behold, look what we found around the back!  TP5394


We eventually made it down to Seaham and enjoyed a scramble around the rocks...

...ending up at Seaham Harbour.

An interesting First World War memorial - erected in 2014 to mark the 100th anniversary of the start.

Simon was playing at a gig that evening so we had to be home for him to turn around and leave again but, with a spare 15 mins, we popped up to the local remains of Hadrian's Wall at Heddon-on-Wall.  Interesting how many buildings locally are built of this stone.  I'm sure after the Romans left the locals dismantled it for their own dwellings.

I stayed in on Saturday night and watched/read the amazing book by Jon Krakauer, Into the Wild, about Chris McCandless.

Sunday was duller weather wise, but still dry, and this time we headed north.  We started off in Bednell wandering around the harbour enjoying the massive cloud show.

The harbour.

We then drove down to Seahouses.

And again ambled out to the harbour.  It contained lots of fishing vessels (both commercial and taking tourists out line fishing), divers with massively thick dry suits for their North Sea forays, and numerous ferries shuttling tourists to/from the Farne Islands.

We drove out of Seahouses and stopped near the dunes, hopping over to picnic on the beach.  It wasn't too windy so stayed warm however I was not to be tempted to join Simon for a paddle.

We probably sat there for over an hour playing 'spot the ferry'.  There were 3 to 4 in action and at any one stage we could see 2 as they chugged and weaved in and out of the islands, which you can see on the horizon in the left of the photo.

Last stop for the day was Bamburgh Castle.  There was a croquet game in flow on the green and I explained the rules to Simon.  I thought everyone played croquet on their grandparents' lawn as a kid. Turns out he played bowls as a kid and no doubt thought everyone did same too.

We consulted the map before heading back and realised that we really were rather close to Holy Island of Lindisfarne and its causeway.  So being fluid with our timings we continued northwards and parked up to inspect the route.  As we'd surmised, the tide would be in, but it was receding at quite a fair lick.

We calculated it was retreating at roughly 1 white line every 3 minutes so it was quite addictive to watch.  However, as the causeway wasn't due to be drivable for another 2 hours, we decided to head back.

Monday saw me working from Simon's house whilst he was working.  I sat and watched the rain drip down being most grateful for the wonderfully dry weather I'd experienced for my first 3 days.  Simon and I have packed a lot in, not to mention hours of university reminiscing, quaffing wine and whiskey and talking nonsense.    It's been a blast!

Derbyshire Trig

I drove up to Sheffield last weekend to collect my daughter and on the way stopped at Crich to see an old university friend.  Over supper she mentioned that she had a local trig and did I want to go and see it?  I suppose it's a bit like asking a duck if they like water - "sure!"  So once fed we ambled up around the corner from her house and within 10 minutes we were at Crich monument and trig.

First things first, the trig hug (TP2588 for the spotters).

Both myself and Ruth had a go.

And then I ambled over to the monument - you can see how close they are from the photo.


I was surprised to note it had a benchmark on it.

I find it unusual that there is one so close to a trig with its own perfectly formed, and higher order, BM on it.    There must be a reason.  Perhaps the trig building team of the Ordnance Survey got bored over lunch and chiselled the only mark they'd been taught to make?  Like OS graffiti.

Ruth and I then wandered over the hill and gawped at the amazing views.

Changing the subject somewhat, on our way home I decided to go cross-country from Sheffield rather than the M1, to avoid the traffic and amble across this beautiful county. We went through Matlock - hey cable car! Now that looks fun.

They are ascending to the Heights of Abraham. I should try that one day.

I had Riona's bike on the roof and was quite taken by the shadows it cast.  It's a very reassuring view when you know you loaded a bike onto the car!

Dappled shadow on the bridge.

  

Sheffield Measures and Watery Finds

I was up in Sheffield last month.  I will frequent this city much during the next 5 years as one of my daughters has just started at Sheffield University.  This was my third trip there: the first consisting of hugging and dropping her, the second of hugging and doing a Sainsbury's shop with her (I paid naturally) and this one third where we'd matured onto exploration (give or take a parental food bill I still paid). Anyway,  I had the advantage of arriving whilst she was still in lectures so set off to explore.


I wound my way through some lovely parts of historic Sheffield, past numerous fountains, the Winter Gardens etc when I arrived at the Peace Gardens to bag my prize.

Lovely huh?



One of things Riona wanted to do was to 'find water' when I was up. Being an Exeter child she was missing this so I was tasked to organise something. I discovered a wonderful watery world of canal and rivers, in particular the Blue Loop. We started canal side down at Victoria Quays.



The Sheffield and Tinsley Canal autumnal style.

Yay - water!

Once we left the canal we looped back via the River Don and came across the Five Weirs Walk.

This is a lovely walk with interesting artefacts carved out of wood dotted along the path. Sadly some of it was closed and we had a 1km road stretch which was a bit meh. But it means we have to go back ;-)

Burton Weir.

And just as we were heading back into the city, look what I found?