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, 31 January 2014

Lincolnshire: Immingham to Cleethorpes 23/6/2008***


 

Immingham's tarmac beach
 
Sulphur cinquefoil
 
Moth mullein
By taking roads through the industrial estate outside Immingham we got to the seaward side of the closed railway bridge.  A short path through the edge of a narrow wood gave access to the embankment.  The pollution was obvious, the roadside verge compacted oil and coal-dust, the brambles and other plants coated black.  The embankment was a concrete walkway and a tarmac beach replaced the saltmarsh.  Inland was a series of factories, including chemical works, and the fumes were sometimes obnoxious.  There were many unusual common mallow flowers along here having white flowers with pink stripes.  At one corner a shingle beach had developed with shining cranesbill, a few plants of moth mullein, and an unusually large sulphur cinquefoil, 4cm across the flower.  As we approached Grimsby, mudflats developed with many black-headed gulls, also herring and common gulls, oyster-catchers, shelduck and curlews, plus one black-backed gull.  Access continued to the very end of the concrete embankment, a kilometre from Grimsby harbour, when we had to follow an inland road to the Pyewipe roundabout on the dual carriageway of the A180, crossing here to follow residential streets rather than the busy carriageway with no pavement.  These back streets were mainly garages, offices and so on, until we crossed the dock which had tall red warehouses in the Dutch style.  We entered the main street (the A16), which we followed back towards the coast, again past mainly garages and warehouses. We walked back under the A180, and around the edge of the former Fish Docks.  We kept on between the railway and the main road, these commercial streets dirty and full of rubbish.  Common liverwort with its palmtree-like little spore-structures raised above the fleshy thalli, grew in the corners of the pavements and walls.  We rejoined the main road approaching Cleethorpes.  We branched off to the back of Cleethorpes railway station, where we found a seat for lunch.  On passing through the station we found immediate access to the promenade and beach and many more favoured seats!  We enjoyed the feel of sand instead of concrete beneath our feet as we walked the shore, with a view of Spurn Point across the sea, continuing under the pier and down the rest of the front to the Leisure Centre.  We were relieved to know we had passed the long string of factories that had dominated our walk for days.   The dune flora was disappointing, despite large numbers of northern marsh orchids and yellow-rattle (plus hybrids between marsh and common spotted orchid) in the flats.  Sea buckthorn had taken over most of the dunes.  Having explored here we returned past the miniature steam-train rides to the station and caught the train to Grimsby, and a taxi back to Immingham.  The driver told us he could remember when all the industrial estates here were just saltmarsh.  We returned to the Ship for fish dinners.
Variety of common mallow
 
Grimsby warehouses
 
Common liverwort

 


Immingham welcome

 

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