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

Sussex: Littlehampton to South Lancing 8/7/2001


 

Old boat, Littlehampton
 
Sail and rigging store, Littlehampton
From the hotel we walked to the railway station to collect a timetable under a grey sky, past slippery green algae-coated muddy banks of the R. Arun, boats moored along each side, past the familiar black-headed and herring gulls and the constant large flock of swans.  The tide was well out when we regained the beach and we could walk along below the groynes.  At the top the line of beach huts stopped where a road came down to follow the shore.  By Rustington the tide was coming in and we had to walk higher up where it was stonier, clambering over groynes.  When the road returned there was a walkway along the top, except where a new yacht club had been built right down to the shore, making walkers use streets several hundred metres further back.  After this we followed beach huts again and a line of tamarisks past East Preston.  Again we made best progress along the beach, occasionally clambering up the shingle, the surf roaring in our ears. The coast was continuously built-up and bare of plants all the way.  Past Ferring there was a grassy top for easier walking until it ended in a car-park and a beach café, forcing us back on the loose shingle, although the groynes were low.  As the sea rose we took a path along the top past the small rural gap between Ferring and Goring-by-Sea. There were more beach huts, but also fresh local fish on sale – cod, huss and plaice.  Fishing boats decorated the higher shingle.  As we were coming into Worthing we noticed a small café, Baloo’s, and as it was lunch-time we gave it a try.  It was very busy but we obtained the last table and had an extremely good meal of fresh fish (plaice and skate), with refreshing fruit sorbet starters and a glass of wine each.  Although such a meal is not recommended in the middle of a day’s walk we found it put us into a good mood to endure the monotonous walk along the front through Worthing.  Large multi-storey hotels marked the approach to the pier, where we found a public convenience that had a national award!  Here we also spotted a Mediterranean gull among a flock of black-headed gulls.  Mini-train rides were available along the front boulevard (as at Littlehampton too) and we passed a funfair and swimming-pool.  There is another small gap between East Worthing and South Lancing mainly occupied by golf and karting courses and a “pleasure-park” behind a large pool.  In South Lancing we had to walk beside the busy A-road behind beach huts.  When we regained the shingle we found some sea rocket.  At a wide arc of grass in the centre of South Lancing a road went up to the station where we could catch a bus back to Littlehampton.
Fishing boat, Worthing
 
Sea rocket
 
 

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