Fortified by an early supper back at our AirBnB in Walton...
We set out on a stroll past the ubiquitous pheasant...
... and down the Hadrian's Wall path just outside the village. We didn't really expect to find the Wall itself because Wikipedia said it was covered,
but it was lambing season and the view was pretty:
We noticed that the sheep are all numbered ...
... apparently so that the ewes can recognize their lambs. (Those smart Cumbrian sheep!)
After walking along a public footpath through a farm yard, we eventually did locate the wall in what is now a dip in the ground:
The wall led to a waterfall...
a bridge...
... and a well-positioned imperative: