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





Thursday, 23 January 2014

Somerset: Minehead to Watchet 12/7/2002**


 

Watchet station
 
Ammonite Asteroceras obtusum
 
Groynes on Watchet beach



From the station in Minehead we walked along the shore of sand and pebbles eastwards past Butlins Holiday Camp until we reached the golf course, when we walked along the top of the shingle ridge that forms the head of the beach here, the vegetation a mixture of shingle and dune plants.  Among these we found the rare bearded fescue.  The sea was well out, leaving half a kilometre or so of mud and sand with pebbles, continuously from Minehead through Dunster Beach to Blue Anchor.  We remained at the head of the shore along Dunster Beach, where the shingle/dune vegetation is protected as a nature reserve, backed by a long line of holiday chalets.  This stretch was very colourful with viper’s bugloss, hound’s-tongue, yellow horned-poppy, rest-harrow and many other flowers, and we saw a wheatear.  At the end of this reserve the shingle ridge became devoid of any interesting plants, overgrown by coarse weeds from the cultivated fields behind.  We walked on the shore again until we had almost reached Blue Anchor, a small community with hardly any facilities but large numbers of caravans.  We walked along the road and had a quick lunch sitting on the only seats available, concrete ones set in the roadside wall facing the caravans instead of the sea!  After the Blue Anchor Hotel a path goes off along the top of the cliffs above the rocky foreshore for about a mile.  Unfortunately a cliff-fall had forced the closure of this path and we were forced on a 400 metre detour through woodland.  Out of the wood this path bordered four arable fields, of wheat, hay and horse beans.  More woodland followed, with spurge-laurel and common spotted orchids, for the rocks are partly calcareous.  After this wood, we found a path going down to the beach and so proceeded along the shore as far as Watchet.  The cliffs are very interesting with exposures of several strata, including the blue Lias and Keuper marls.  There were some bands of alabaster running through red clay.  On the shore were fossiliferous grey pebbles from the Lias and parts of ammonites weathered out, rather more interesting than the limited modern molluscan fauna.  A group of four peregrines swept and plummeted around the cliffs, giving fine aerial displays.  When we got to Watchet we walked by the harbour, most of which had just been converted into a new marina, and then up a couple of hundred metres to the railway station on a remnant line running from Minehead east through several villages on the way to Taunton.  We took a steam train back to Minehead, a pleasant and nostalgic experience for many of those on board.  On the station platform at Watchet they were building a jubilee wall where the signal box once stood, incorporating rocks representative of the cliffs we had just passed.
Bearded fescue
 
Watchet cliffs
 
Geology Wall, Watchet Station

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