The rain, and parties of schoolchildren, continued to pursue us as went to Gibside, a National Trust place. Extensive grounds and woods to wander through, at times we could have used more signs to reassure us we were on the right path for the purple circuit we opted for. The traffic cones were an unusual light green colour, perhaps the National Trust aligning itself with the green movement.

A ruined orangery and hall were on our route, as well as a Column to Liberty with a statue on top. Best was the Italianate chapel in good repair with new seats in it. We tried diving into a bird hide but a group of women had squatted in it to gossip loudly away, and any avian birds were long gone.

We had a bite to eat before returning to base camp, which bite to eat disagreed with me later.

In the evening we ate at the Beamish Park Hotel again. We tried the Ravensworth Arms first but were discouraged by the loud music blaring forth.