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Crested buckler fern | 
Having
  arrived the previous afternoon we had time to explore Winterton dunes again and
  found the crested buckler fern we failed to find in 2008.  There were also the coastal micro-moth Gymnancyla canella and stripe-winged
  grasshoppers.  We saw a grey seal lift its head above the sea and look
  around for some minutes.  We are
  staying at a B&B (Tower Cottage) opposite the church in Winterton, which
  has a tall square tower with much wallflower and nesting pigeons and
  jackdaws.  After a fine breakfast, we
  walked down the road towards the coast. 
  At the main green where there were, unusually, two village
  signs, one representing farming, the other fishing.  We found a queue at the bus-stop and
  realised it would be simpler and cheaper to take a bus into Great Yarmouth
  centre and walk back.  The bus-ride
  took 40 minutes to get to Market Gates, from which we walked to the bank of
  the River Yare, just below the road bridge. 
  We followed the river south, on its east bank, as it runs parallel to
  the coast here, although we hardly got any view of the river with docks and
  industrial premises between it and the road. 
  We passed the ferry across the river and carried on, mainly recording
  wasteland plants, such as garden pink-sorrel to the end of the peninsula
  where the Yare turns east to enter the North Sea.  Here we found dune plants starting to come
  in, but as we continued north beside the coast the whole dunes had become a
  construction site.  Not until close to
  the centre of Yarmouth
  could we go down to the beach.  Even
  the spoiled dunes here, however, had plenty of sea holly, but the beach was
  devoid of shells.  We passed a fairground,
  where rides circled empty of customers, although eventually a couple did get
  on the “Yarmouth Eye”.  After the first
  pier we continued along the paved way above the beach and past the second
  pier, calling in at the Information Centre, and then through wider northern
  dunes, which again had sea holly, fronted by some sea rocket and saltwort,
  plus colonies of the alien Hieracium lanatum,
  the only site where it seems to have become established (for well over a
  century).  All the dunes along this
  stretch are acidic, with sheepsbit and sheep’s sorrel common and much grey
  hair-grass in worn patches.  At the end
  of the town we entered the gardens surrounding a boating lake, where there
  was a seat among the shrubbery convenient for lunch.  We then walked dwindling dunes and beach
  (sand and shingle) below Caister where there are remains of the old Roman
  fort we had glimpsed from the bus, and the water-tower provided a conspicuous
  landmark.  We joined a path above the
  beach along a discontinued railway line for a while, before returning to the
  beach.  There was a lot of common
  cudweed.  We continued under the crumbling
  low cliffs at Scratby, with the Scroby Wind Farm out at sea.  Incredibly, one can get boat trips round
  the wind farm and buy postcards of it – how sad is that?  Near Hemsby we saw Arctic terns fishing
  with their young, already fledged.  A
  few shells started appearing, mostly fragments, until there were large
  numbers of beached razor shells, the recently introduced species Ensis
  americanus.  At Winterton we were
  disappointed that the café above the beach was closed, having looked forward
  to ice-cream or coffee.  It was only a
  short walk back from here to the B&B and the Fisherman's Return with
  Woodforde’s beer, locally-brewed at Woodbastwick. | 
Migrant
  hawker | |
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Access to the beach after
  the harbour works, Great Yarmouth south 
Approaching Caister 
Wind farm postcard: calm
  sea, huge breakers! | 
Lunch-place by boating
  lake, Great Yarmouth north 
Scratby cliffs 
Ensis americanus | ||
Day by day account of our walk around the coast of England, and the Welsh and Scottish borders, with notes on natural history.
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: Winterton to Great Yarmouth 17/6/2009****
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