After a wee spot of heather bashing, Mike brought us to the Cateran Hole. A natural fissure or cave in the millstone grit. Reputedly used at one time by smugglers to hide their wares. Steps lead down in to the opening. Mike, donning head torch, disappeared rapidly inside. Lucky though was not so enthusiastic. It is a fascinating feature and worth a visit.
From there it was a somewhat boggy walk to Harehope farm and back to Eglingham. A dry day, windy but exceptionally mild. A good days walking covering nine miles.