Introduction


When we started walking the coast of England we had no intention that this would become a major lifetime project. Having to make a last-minute arrangement for our summer holiday in 1987, we said "Let's go to the nearest piece of coast and see how far we can walk along it." It turned out well and we started adding further stretches of coast, initially once every two years, but soon annually, or even twice a year.

We had always enjoyed the coast - there is something refreshingly "edgy" about having the sea always at our side, and one of us was into marine molluscs. We also enjoyed long-distance walking and had long been involved in general natural history recording. This project enabled us to combine all three interests.

You soon discover when embarking on a project like this that you need a few rules, which evolve from the first experiences. Our main rule was that we should walk as close to the coast as possible, which meant beach-walking whenever we could (unlike the official coast paths that largely remain above shore, recognising that at high tides the beach may be inaccessible). The route should also be capable of being a continuous walk, so that when we came to an unfordable river we walked inland along its banks to the first place at which we could cross, whether a bridge or a ferry.

We only carried light packs, so that at the end of each day's walk we had the problem of getting back to our car where we started. Initially we walked back, but soon realised we would be walking the coast twice this way! We used public transport whenever this was available - buses or trains, sometimes adjusting our start and finish points to make this easier. Failing this - and it was often not possible - we would phone for a taxi (an increasingly costly option over the years). Having our car with us gave us more freedom as to where we could stay at night - and after a day walking and only light food we were usually ready for being spoiled by a good meal and a comfortable bed! Even so, we stayed on the coast itself whenever there was a decent option.

Each walk was made for enjoyment, it was not a route-march to see how quickly we could get it finished. We therefore took it gently at times when passing through pleasant scenery or where there were many plants or creatures to record.

In terms of biological recording, we systematically noted every bird, butterfly, creature or sea-shell that we came across, sometimes spending time searching for the shells. We could not record every plant in the same way - there are too many common ones - so we were more selective, noting all coastal plants and any others that were not run-of-the-mill.

In our daily posts, edited from our original diaries, we include a star-rating from no star to **** according to our subjective estimate as to how special that day was from the point of view of natural history. This score (and our daily records) will, however, have been affected by the weather - it is difficult to appreciate the environment fully, for instance, in torrential rain, and there are many more butterflies and other insects to be seen in warm sunshine!

A summary of all our natural history records on the walk can be found using this link: https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B1LLGD55lKRHYXd1SGU1QndrcUU/edit?usp=sharing





Tuesday, 26 November 2013

Dorset 3/8/1992: Weymouth to Fortuneswell


 
 
 
 

Fortuneswell
 
 
 
 
 

Portland Castle
 
 
 
South of the Melcombe Regis pier at Weymouth the beach is sandy with a variety, though not abundance, of shells, including Pandora inaequivalvis.  After the “pleasure” pier we took the ferry (a rowing boat) across the harbour to The Nothe, where the headland is crowned by a C19th fort.  A path through woods and scrub follows Newton’s Cove and the Western Ledges, but skirts the MOD site at the foot of Bincleaves Groyne.  Just south of the rather ruined Henry VIII fort, Sandsfoot Castle, there is a small sandy beach, followed by a low cliff.  The path ends by a factory at the mouth of The Fleet.  We followed the shingly wasteland of a disused railway, sandwiched between road and sea, to pursue the causeway to the Isle of Portland.  Many youngsters were wind-surfing here in a very brisk wind.  Hedges along the way supported tree-mallow, hemlock, tutsan and fennel.  We arrived in Fortuneswell, the main town on Portland.  It had an oil depot, naval air station and an underground prison on a hill called The Verne.  At the west end was Chesil, the beginning of Chesil Beach, where the Cove Beach Inn supplied an excellent fresh fish lunch.  The east end was mostly naval docks and we could only walk a short way round the Verne summit before being blocked by fences.  Near the naval air station we visited Portland Castle, another Henry VIII fort.  From Verne Yeats we got good views north.  Ivy broomrape and wormwood were growing here.
 

Pandora inaequivalvis
 

Ivy broomrape

 

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