With Geoffrey on ‘boiler replacement’ duty, Clive, Robin and I drove to Low Angerton after dropping one car at Mitford. We followed the line of the Pow Burn as it flowed towards its confluence with the main river further downstream, eschewing the well marked footpath (on the map at least) to the south. We skirted some coniferous woodland, puzzled as to how walkers would cross over the stream via the wooden bridge, and finally met up with the Wansbeck. We were able to cross this watercourse via a reliable bridge, rather than a ford, as shown here.
The countryside from here, to the south of Mill House Farm, was untypical of Northumberland, a series of small rounded hills set amongst both grass and cultivated fields. Quite attractive though.
We joined the road at Meldon Farm to walk past some lovely small cottages and the former Rivergreen Kennels, http://www.stephenwillcox.co.uk/pdf/rivergreen_kennels_final.pdf now being renovated (again ?), before turning away towards Penny Hill. Near the steading, after a stop for sandwiches, we turned away from the track leading south towards the Molesden Burn and began to walk due east. We walked through a belt of trees and emerged to take the middle path, heading for Molesden.
We crossed and followed the Wannie Line again for a short distance, before coming to a road near East Molesden and a large, newish farm store which contained wood chips. For their own boiler or to sell – we were unsure.
We followed the road for a while until it turned south, and at this junction we puzzled over the tarmacced area just over the fence to our left. Later investigation using Google Earth revealed that there had been some engineering work further north on the Wansbeck near Glead Hill, and this hard standing must have been used for some of the heavy machinery.
We continued our walk, following the path as it wound through arable fields newly sown with winter barley, before joining a slightly overgrown way alongside the woodland bordering the river. Emerging onto a road, we turned the wrong way initially, before realising that our destination lay north east rather than south. We caught a glimpse of Mitford Hall through the trees, on the northern bank, before having a quick look at the church, near to where we’d parked a car.
Sadly the church was closed, but we were able to admire the lovely glass outer doors with the etched Celtic cross symbol. We must contact the vicar to see if we can view the interior at a later date. Walking back down the main path, through the lych gate, we had a smashing view of the ruined Mitford Castle across the field.
We returned home in good time, happy in the knowledge that we’d had exercise, good company and fresh air, in an area steeped in history. We are truly blessed.