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

Norfolk: Blakeney Point 7/9/2008***

 
 
Sea pea
 
Long-stalked glasswort
 
Lifeboat house, Blakeney Point
We returned to Beach Road and drove up to the car park, although the road was flooded in one part from all the recent rain, which threatened to make today a non-starter.  However, the rain was easing as we parked and the sky looked bright over Blakeney Point, so we set off west, heading for the far end.  With an old flora list for the shingle spit we attempted to record every plant seen in order to compare.  Initially it was hard going on loose shingle, with saltmarsh on the landward side.  Only by lunchtime did we reach the lines of dunes that form the wide “point”, where walking was easier.  On the shingle, despite a limited range of plants to be expected from this exacting habitat, we were delighted to find sea pea, which had originally been planted here but is now well established and a pioneer species along with sea campion, sea sandwort, yellow horned-poppy, curled dock and shrubby seablite.  There was some sticky groundsel and the solitary wasp Psen equestris.  In the rare more vegetated areas we found a little common cudweed.  The dune flora was very impoverished and the dominance of sheep’s sorrel showed how acid the dunes were – mostly sand sedge, marram, lady’s bedstraw, western polypody and various lichens and mosses.  Even bramble only found a hold on the highest hummocks, where it was joined by broad buckler fern.  We sat here to enjoy our lunch of Norfolk Dapple cheese and peppery biscuits.  Salt flats beside the dunes held plenty of sea heath and provided easy walking off the shingle and the tall-grass dunes, as we approached the lifeboat house.  Here the dunes also contained some blue fleabane, common storksbill, sea bindweed, and grey hair-grass, as well as abundant cat’s-ear.  Spanish dagger Yucca gloriosa provided an alien addition to the flora.  At the boathouse we could descend to an inland shingle beach fronted by saltmarsh, where we found our first sea rocket and a prostrate glasswort – long-stalked glasswort.  We followed this round to the far side of the dunes and at last saw sea holly and more sea rocket.  Descending to the sandy beach at this end there was more sea rocket and saltwort.  The tide now being further out the sand and fine grit uncovered provided a much easier way of walking back than the laborious shingle and we managed this in about an hour, still mostly in sunshine.  There were few birds around – mostly meadow pipit and the sleek wheatears on land and over the water black-headed and lesser black-backed gulls and oystercatchers.  Other creatures were also infrequent, grasshoppers and a few butterflies, but we did see several small coppers in the more flowery areas.  Back at our hotel we were glad of a shower, as we were covered in salt spray and had dry wind-blown hair, although we had very much enjoyed the peace of this long spit only populated by the odd bird-watcher.
 
 
 
Sticky groundsel
 
 
 
Small copper, hedge brown on yarrow

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