This morning, we passed (besides lots of pasture, poop, and mud) Birdoswald...
In the side yard, Joan spotted this heart-shaped hole in a tree stump. That Joan!
This is a nifty place at Bankshead where hikers can "camp" for five pounds a night. It's all furnished with a kitchenette, dishes, pots and pans, a table - the works!We, however, stayed overnight at the Low Rigg Farm - a working farm of the Thompson family.
Nice view, eh?On our way back out to dinner, we passed a bunch of Flossies and Bossies queued up to be milked.
We ate dinner at the Centurion Pub.
An older guy at the bar called Kathie a pint virgin when she bellied up to the bar and ordered her first pint ever, and then he took her out on the back patio and pointed to Cold Fell where her beer was made.
Sounded like just another pick up strategy to me. More successful was the young guy telling her that she has a sexy voice. Kathie blushed. Heh heh.
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Now the secret is out why I liked those pubs ...
Make note the Centurion Inn was built on top of a Milecastle site. Could you hear those Romans?
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