Distance: 30 km
The day began with the sort of breakfast you might expect from a faded seaside hotel. People sat at tables with white linen tablecloths looking out of a huge picture window at storm-ravaged British coastline. Alongside the apple and orange juice sat a pitcher of tomato juice, some Tobasco sauce and a few sticks of celery. Penance, no doubt, for a night on the Courvoisier. Breakfast was decent but no more. Neither quantity nor quality was anything other than fine.
Bags packed, boots laced, stomachs filled, we headed off on our first day’s proper walking. Gary had suggested the possibility of walking from Tynemouth to Wallsend in Newcastle but this prospect seemed to appall us both. We were there to walk the Wall. Tyneside’s cheap, clean and efficient Metro took us into town and deposited us at Wallsend, near Segedunum and the old Swan Hunter shipyards.