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





Friday 10 January 2014

Cornwall: Fowey to Polkerris 21/8/1996


 

 
 
Readymoney Cove
 
 
 
Wreck at Polridmouth Beach
Ivy broomrape was prevalent around Readymoney, plants in the shade still in flower, and escaped wild cabbage was common on the cliffs.   On the open land of St Catherine’s Point pale flax appeared again.  At Coombe Hawne the path descends to a small beach and rises again to Southground Cliffs, where there was more Smith’s cress, dragonflies, kestrel and several patrolling buzzards.  The rock path from Lankelly Cliff down to Polridmouth was still slick from the rains and Val slipped and damaged her wrist.  At the bottom the beach was backed by a lake, part of Daphne du Maurier’s former Menabilly estate, and here there were common waterfowl.  Holidaymakers spread over the beach and rocks before a second smaller beach with sea rocket, brooklime in a small stream, and a rusty boat-wreck.  The cliff tops were occupied by arable land, mostly rape and flax, but there were some interesting weeds like corn marigold, field madder, and parsley piert.  A hen pheasant and two chicks were systematically scouring one edge of a field for insects, right by the path, and they were undisturbed by us and two other walkers who stopped to watch them as well.  Beyond Gribbin Head sea buckthorn bordered each side of the path and small beaches below were inaccessible and hosted only gulls.  When we got to Polkerris Beach it was very busy and only sea rocket survived here.  The sands threw up a number of new bivalves and the rock-pools were good for beadlet and snakelocks sea-anemones.  It started to rain and Val’s arm was now very painful so we had to abandon the holiday and seek a hospital, where her wrist was found to be broken.
 
 
 
Pale flax
 
 
 
Snakelocks anemone

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