Warkworth and Warkworth Castle

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I woke to a last morning in my lovely Sun Studio in Almouth and dawdled a bit, reluctant to leave.  It had worked out well to book a three night stay here and use the local bus to help me access portions of the Northumberland Coastal Path.  That way, I could walk with just a light day pack, and it felt like coming home each evening after a day full of exploration.  But, there were more adventures ahead, so I finally packed up, cleaned up, and headed out of town to catch a bus south to the pretty village of  Warkworth that I had walked to yesterday.

Upon arrival at the bus stop in the village center, I walked a few short blocks uphill to my hotel which was located directly across from the castle.  Dropping off my bag at reception, I crossed the street and took this first photo of Warkworth Castle.

Sited on a rocky hilltop, Warkworth castle is surrounded on three sides by a loop of the River Coquet. I recommend having a look at Warkworth Castle on a google map satellite image. It becomes immediately obvious how strategic and defensible the location is, with easy access to the sea and commanding views of the surrounding countryside in all directions.

With evidence of occupation on the site as early as Anglo-Saxon times, the present castle dates largely from the early 12th century. Granted to Henry Percy in 1332 by Edward III, the castle remained in the holdings of the Percy family for most of its long history and played an important role in the history of Northumberland and in the many disputes and border wars between England and Scotland.

I walked towards the entrance of the castle which is located at the impressive East Gate. Guard rooms are built on either side of the narrow entrance passage, with slits through the thick stone walls that enable spears to pass through and stab any enemies who might manage to get inside the gate.

After passing through, with luckily no guards on duty to stab me, I paid my fee to English Heritage who provided me with an excellent audio tour of the castle. Complete with historical details and interesting stories, the tour was educational, fascinating, and enjoyable and it started here, with a magnificent view across the grounds towards the Great Tower.

I walked across the grassy lawn of the outer ward to arrive at the stone foundations of a ruined church, with an intact passage that in Medieval times was the only access from the outer ward to the inner ward and Great Tower.

I continued across to the towering keep, well-preserved and unique among castles for its cruciform shape.

From the raised wooden platform leading into the keep, I stopped to take photos of the view back across the site towards the East Gate, as well as views of the remains of walls and towers along the north and south sides of the castle.

Inside the keep, the audio tour guided me through a labyrinth of passages, rooms, and chambers over three levels. Here are just a few photos taken from inside the atmospheric keep.

And here is my favourite photo of the interior. I can imagine a Lady of the castle taking a moment here to gaze out of the windows, during a quiet moment, to ponder her joys and sorrows.

Back outside, I toured the rest of the castle grounds, exploring every nook and cranny of the towers and walls and climbing every stair possible.

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From the upper level of the Guard House in the East Gate, I took one last photo across the grounds of this exceptional castle, looking towards the Great Tower.

After my wonderful tour of Warkworth Castle, I found a path that led downhill to the serene, tree-lined Coquet River.

A pleasant trail paralleled the river and I walked upstream for about about a half mile to a small dock where it is possible, several days a week, to be rowed across the river by English Heritage to view and enter a secretive hermitage. Carved into a low sandstone cliff on the north bank of the river, and hidden from view by the trees, the hermitage, comprised of two small rooms with altars, was likely built as a private chapel for the first Earl of Northumberland in about 1400. On the day I visited, the Hermitage was sadly not open for viewing so I continued my walk upstream for a while longer, and then retraced my steps along the river all the way back to the edge of the village.

I entered the village and greatly enjoyed strolling by the well-kept and pretty shops, inns, and restaurants. I made a rare purchase in a gift shop, and then sat at a small outdoor cafe to enjoy a late lunch.

Afterwards, I visited the lovely Church of St. Lawrence, built in the early 12th century. A wooden Anglo-Saxon church is recorded to have been located on this site in AD 737, and it was almost certainly destroyed in 875 by the Danish Viking raider Halfdan Ragnarsson (a son of Ragnar Lothbrok) who “pitched his camp by the Tyne and wasted the land cruelly from sea to sea.”

Luckily for me, the grounds and interior today could not have been more quiet and peaceful. I wandered slowly about the church, admiring the stained glass windows, the beautiful arches above the altar, and a charming children’s reading corner.

After my visit to the church, I wandered slowly back through the town and up the hill towards the castle and my hotel, very happy with my day in Warkworth. Inadequate wifi meant that my blog post of the day would be delayed, but luckily I had a good book to read and I was looking forward to a quiet evening and early bedtime. Alas, a wedding was being hosted in the hotel and I was actually in for a rough night. Oh well, at least it wasn’t the Vikings at my door!