At the eastern end of the valley the B road joins with the A697 so I took a left and headed for the Maelmin cafe, a regular stop en route to the Newcastle ferry. After a coffee and a sticky bun, I followed a route to Flodden field, site of one of the bloodiest confrontations on a very bloody border.
There's a battlefield walk around the site of the battle and it's very good, each stopping point having a clearly explained board describing the action in its various phases...
In a nutshell, the Scots under James IV allowed themselves to be outflanked by Surrey and had to hurriedly move from nearby Flodden edge to Branxton hill. Then, having hammered Surrey's right flank, the Scottish left walked away from the action.

James then took the centre down the hill into the boggy ground where he and they were slaughtered.
It's July 1 today, anniversary of the first day of the Somme but the killing field at Flodden was probably more costly in lives by the minute.
I was never a fan of her with Brucie but Isla St Clair did a fine version of the Flowers of the forest, written as a lament for the Scots killed at Flodden, so here it is ...
(Quite why it's age restricted is beyond me but you can watch it on Youtube!)