Had a dreadful night. I was tired out but Lucy's bed is like sleeping on a bag of spanners. No chance of lying in. Up at 7am to get the train at 08.12 from Huddersfield Station. We nearly missed it. Got there at 10 past, mainly due to the fact I'm not as fit as I thought I was and nearly died from exhaustion carrying my rucksack one mile! Didn't think I would make it, puffed and panted and gasped and almost collapsed when I realised I had to go UPSTAIRS to get to the platform. Train arrived on time, then we were off to Leeds. 
We got a 'passport' in the shop. If we get six stamps on the passport we can buy a certificate to say we walked the trail. The folk in the shop were very accommodating, there is a special locking hamper for you to put your rucksack in, so you don't have to trail it around with you.
There was a 25 minute wait to catch our connection to Newcastle. Arrived at 10.15. No signs for bus station, so we walked in the wrong direction.Got a coffee and a bun at Greggs and went and sat in the churchyard of St John the Baptist on a bench to have breakfast. We were soon joined by two drunks who thought we were sat on their bench.We had a lovely conversation, although I'm not altogether sure exactly what it was about, as apart from being drunk they were also from Glasgow and we struggled with the slurry accent. However they did give us directions to the bus station and held my hand for what seemed an awfully long time. Lucy says I'm just too friendly.
Got a 22 bus to the roman fort at Segedunum (Wallsend). We bought a dayrover ticket for £3.30 each which was very good 
value. The bus driver had never heard of the roman fort, which was slightly worrying as we weren't sure where to get off the bus. We bobbed up and down in our seats every time the bus went around a corner or drew up at a stop. We both saw the sign together and hopped up to the front of the bus and the bus driver said 'look there it is' as though he had told us where to get off. Didn't think much of his driving either. Anyway it turns out to be practically at the
value. The bus driver had never heard of the roman fort, which was slightly worrying as we weren't sure where to get off the bus. We bobbed up and down in our seats every time the bus went around a corner or drew up at a stop. We both saw the sign together and hopped up to the front of the bus and the bus driver said 'look there it is' as though he had told us where to get off. Didn't think much of his driving either. Anyway it turns out to be practically at thebus terminus at Wallsend.
Cost £4.25 for 
me and £2.50 for Lucy (she's a student) to be admitted. It was worth it for the view from the tower alone. There was a shop, museum, temporary exhibition space and a viewing platform on the seventh floor. Outside there was a reproduction full size roman bath house and a chap with a roman kiln who was firing some pots that had been made by local school kids. He had made the kiln in 2006 out of turf and clay and it was still working, archaeological reconstruction at its best.
me and £2.50 for Lucy (she's a student) to be admitted. It was worth it for the view from the tower alone. There was a shop, museum, temporary exhibition space and a viewing platform on the seventh floor. Outside there was a reproduction full size roman bath house and a chap with a roman kiln who was firing some pots that had been made by local school kids. He had made the kiln in 2006 out of turf and clay and it was still working, archaeological reconstruction at its best.We got a 'passport' in the shop. If we get six stamps on the passport we can buy a certificate to say we walked the trail. The folk in the shop were very accommodating, there is a special locking hamper for you to put your rucksack in, so you don't have to trail it around with you.
Time was passing and it was getting late in the day when we left so we decided to get the bus to Throckley and walk from there. We arrived at Throckley roundabout and set off for Heddon on the Wall. It was really hot and our first stop, after 50 yards or so, was at a newsagents to buy some water for me, Lucy had, with foresight, brought some with her. I had left my bottle on the sink at home. Anyway we got on with it and walked up this never ending hill, eventually got to the top and found ourselves looking at our first bit of actual roman wall, unfortunately we were also at Heddon on the Wall. We'd only walked about a mile and this was meant to be our first overnight stop, it was 3pm. We went into a garage to find out if they knew of any B&Bs a few miles further on, but they didn't, so we decided to have lunch in a little park just next to the petrol station and think about the next move. We ended up phoning Jaime and getting him to look on Google. He said there was a B&B at three miles, then another at five, so we started off again at about 3.30pm.
