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





Tuesday, 28 January 2014

Northumberland: Bamburgh to Newton Links 29/6/2006****


 

Bamburgh Castle
 
Seahouses beach
 
Beadnell Harbour
 
We resumed from Bamburgh Castle where we had left off on 25 June.  The castle, as usual, is on a steep precipice of the Whin Sill – what would the Normans have down without the Sill?  Here the cliffs are almost completely covered by a drapery of large-leaved Algerian ivy, which has also invaded nearby dunes.  As at Lindisfarne, fulmars nested in the high castle walls.  The dunes below and to the east are degraded with more introduced plants like Oriental poppy, fox-and-cubs, blue sow-thistle and tree lupin.  Surviving damp slacks supported just a common marsh flora of marsh speedwell, pond sedge and yellow iris.  We crossed these dunes to the shore and continued along the beach with a clear view of Inner Farne directly out to sea.  The area of beach recently wetted by the tide was pock-marked with ragworm holes and casts.  Closer to Seahouses the beach narrowed behind low rocks constituting further outcrops of Whin Sill with its characteristic cubic structure lending a stepped appearance.  We left the beach to climb to the coast road just before The Tumblers rocks created a low cliff, the beginning of another Whin Sill outcrop forming the whole headland at Seahouses.  The road led directly into town and down to the harbour where we could get a prawn snack from one of the stalls.  At the east end of the harbour the village ended too and we rounded the headland beside and through a golf course.  On the southern side an abrupt inland line of steep rock cut off a long pool with tench, common and grey clubrush, fan-leaved water-crowfoot, mare’s tail and water-plantain while the banks supported northern marsh orchids.  The only birds were a pair of mallard and a flock of black-headed gulls cleaning themselves of salt in the fresh water.  Here we could descend to the next beach, Annstead, and cross a small stream that spread out and became very shallow on the beach.  The dunes above were even more degraded by an over-growth of coarse grasses than at Bamburgh.  We crossed their attenuated south end to the road into Beadnell, which lies along low cliffs.  It was of little interest except what appeared to be a ruined fort beside the harbour on the far south side.  We went down again to a very wide flat clean beach, typical of the Northumberland coast, with dunes above.  A number of wind-surfers out at sea were taking advantage of a stiff south breeze that they relished while we struggled against it.  When we reached the mouth of Brunton Burn we went up beside it as the dune-edge gave way to saltmarsh.  Across the river was a large raucous nesting colony of terns, including sandwich terns, some of which, like the gulls earlier, were bathing in the river.  We took a wooden bridge over the river, keeping well clear of the colony and continued through Newton Links by the coast path.  The dunes again had few plants, despite a large amount of bloody cranesbill and some pyramidal orchids.  At the car park we turned back along the official coast path all the way to Beadnell, too far inland to get even a glimpse of the coast and straight through the middle of an immense caravan park extending a kilometre to the edge of the village.  There was just one surviving little colony of lesser meadow-rue on a path-side bank.  We re-crossed Beadnell and walked beside the B-road to our hotel in Seahouses.  All the dunes visited today used to have a varied and rare set of plants, but virtually none have survived, although attempts are now being made by the National Trust in places to graze them to reduce the dominant grasses. This is likely to prove a long-term project.


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