My post yesterday reminded me of some highlights from the trip my wife and I took along Hadrian’s Wall in ’16.
The Anchor Hotel in Haydon Bridge is a nice place. Quaint rooms, good food, reasonable rates, fine location in the village.
But the most memorable part of staying there was that when we checked in, there was a wake happening in the bar. That’s a one-of for us.
We also had a nice dinner one night at the General Havelock Inn.
In Haltwhistle I ate some of the best pub food I’ve ever had.
Our home away from home away from home was The Black Bull.
The pints. Oh the pints!
And I spent much of *ahem* a couple days there reading through these two finds from the corner book shelves:
Perfect fodder for the journey.
While at the Milecastle Inn I went for the game pie.
Best meat pie I’ve ever eaten. No contest! I still yammer about it. Just ask her.
After all was said and done I came home from the North with a greater knowledge of the Roman wall, a new love I’m still pursuing of the Border Reivers and admiration for the people who live there now.
Broken forts and shattered castles will do that to a man.
I’d go back tomorrow.
