Off we went again from a damp Riding Mill station into an improving day. This was a real river day keeping very close to the river most of the way sometimes passing long stretches of quiet still reflecting water and sometimes listening to water burbling, rushing and swishing over stones.
Walking through woods on the river bank bursting with Spring greens we made our way to the beautiful arched bridge of Corbridge and passed underneath. Soon after passing the remains of the Roman bridge we spied a plume of steam rising from a factory, not the most picturesque of sights admittedly but a familiar landmark telling us that we were approaching Hexham. There was a handy bench in the market place and we rested for a while admiring the grand cathedral.
Then on we went with the railway line again coming into view. Lambs and daffodils on the way made sure we didn't forget it was spring. So we came to the mesmerising meeting of the waters.
There were the three Tynes in front of us. We took in the sight and sound of the North and South endlessly pouring into the Tyne creating the 'Big River' that has shaped more that two millenia of history in this valley. A beautiful 11 miles.
Ah well, now how about that cup of tea and bicci and we trudged happily back to the car at Warden.
Next time - Day 5 - Warden to Allen Banks
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