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





Thursday 5 December 2013

Dorset: 6/8/1992: Abbotsbury to Seatown****



Burton Cliff
 

Fossil fan mussel in cliff
The last six miles of Chesil Beach adjoin the land and rejoins the Coast Path.  We passed through West Bexington, where we later stayed the night at Manor House Hotel, and Burton Bradstock.  This was quite unspoilt, the impressive shingle vegetation continuing with lots of yellow horned-poppy and the architectural leaves of sea kale, although no sea pea.  One patch of sea sandwort was seen at the west end.  The shingle becomes very fine after Burton and there is a low cliff of sandstone interspersed with hard fossiliferous bands of limestone (Bridport Sands) including a fine fan mussel fossil.
     We eventually reached sand at West Bay, a minor holiday centre with a busy harbour.  Shells here included pelican’s foot.  A common tern was fishing just off the shore.  In an area of sparse grass in the village we saw the grasses bulbous foxtail Alopecurus bulbosus and stiff saltmarsh-grass Puccinellia rupestris, and on a cliff-top some stinking goosefoot.  This was the only time on the coast walk we saw these three.  At the beginning of the cliff path to the west were patches of sea heath.  [On a later visit in July 1994 we found this plant had spread further and was accompanied by the introduced Rottingdean sea-lavender Limonium hyblaeum.  Both had probably escaped from gardens above.  The rare curved hard-grass Parapholis incurva grew near them and milk thistle just beyond.]
     Beyond West Bay were narrow rocky/pebbly beaches below cliffs of clay, limestone and sandstone, rising to 157m at Thorncombe Beacon, where the original beacon basket survives.  There were good views from here east to Portland and west to Golden Cap, compensating for the stiff climb.  Caravan parks occupied the intervening valleys at Eype and Seatown, between which the very rare white slender centaury grew in several colonies, its only site in Britain.  The Anchor Inn at Seatown had the anchor of a Spanish treasure galleon, recently dredged up.  The ship had gone aground on Chesil Beach and broken up.


 

Climbing Thorncombe Beacon


 



West Bay

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