Last day . . . .

Drove to Lordenshaws, up on the moors south of Rothbury, to see the ancient cup and ring marks carved on the rocks.  Not a lot is really known about them, but they are certainly very old!  We had a lovely walk through the heather, along part of St Oswald's Way, to the sound of grouse shouting at us to "go back, go back"!  They make a wonderful whirring noise  as they take flight.

Terrific views from up there, Northumberland is a beautiful place, especially when it's sunny and the heather is all in bloom.  

Lunch in the cyclist's cafe in Elsdon - a tiny little place crammed full of cycling memorabilia, including two cyclists!  It's a very small and pretty village but has a grim past, with a bear baiting post, a cock fighting pit and a gibbet, but thankfully none are in use any more . . . 

Home to Rothbury, tea of all the bits and pieces left in the fridge, then started packing for the journey home tomorrow.  We shall miss this place.