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

Suffolk: Great Yarmouth to Lowestoft 18/6/2009*

 
Common cudweed
 
Field mushrooms
 
 
Lifeboatman statue
We drove to the west terminus of the old ferry across the Yare and walked south along Riverside Drive, with more views of the river than the previous day, the development here being less heavily industrial, with some retail outlets like tool merchants.  Pieces of wasteland frequently had common cudweed, narrow-leaved ragwort, and Guernsey fleabane.  At the far end we emerged at the harbour of Gorleston and descended to the beach, where there were hundreds of stranded sea gooseberries but hardly any shells.  The beach became narrower as we walked beneath the golf course, and we had to ascend to the top of the low cliffs at the holiday camp of Hopton on Sea, as the cliffs past here were crumbling and the sea came up to ugly metal sea defences.  It was still not possible to walk at sea level beyond the next village, Corton.  In the process we crossed the boundary of Norfolk into Suffolk, although there was nothing to mark that transition.  The grassland just before Corton had plenty of field mushrooms and we picked a couple of fresh ones for lunch, while Val collected a little fennel as well!  In Corton we found a bench in the grounds of the Methodist Church where we could eat our lunch.  We dropped in at the Corton Inn for coffees.  Continuing along the road through Corton we entered a woodland nature reserve with a path parallel to the road.  The wood was unremarkable, but it included a large pond with water-lilies and adult and juvenile moorhens, while a kingfisher streaked across.  After walking through a small wood of twisted evergreen oaks, we came into heathland with bugloss, then crossed the road into another section of the reserve mainly covered in bracken and gorse.  The path gradually descended the cliffs to sea-level at Lowestoft North Beach, where we eventually joined a concrete way above the beach.  The beach was very clean and had much sea holly and rush-leaved fescue, but little else.  The walkway (also part of the North Sea Cycleway) continued beside the sea as far as Lowestoft Harbour, of which we walked the north and west sides and then followed the road west along the outlet of Oulton Broad (Lake Lothing) and the bridge crossing it, leading to the more gentrified seaside front of South Beach and its two piers.  We walked as far as the second pier, Claremont.  As we returned, the road and footpath were both closed in order to raise the bridge for six ships to pass through.  There was a statue of a lifeboat-man, the lifeboat station being hard by.  We then had to walk quickly to the bus station, where we just managed to catch the X1 bus to Great Yarmouth.  At our B&B Barnard House on Barnham Crescent the proprietor recommended the Cru restaurant at the Imperial Hotel on the seafront road, and we found they did good quality food, something of a rarity in this region, Yarmouth being an impoverished town, while Lowestoft seemed slightly more thriving.




Lowestoft Harbour
 
 
 
Sea gooseberries
 
 
 
Fennel
 
 
 
Boat passing beneath raised bridge
 

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