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, 4 February 2014

Kent: Hythe to Dungeness 1/6/2010***


 

At Hythe station we bought tickets to Dungeness on the tiny Romney, Hythe and Dymchurch railway.  Most of the trains are drawn by steam engines, although ours, the first of the day at 9.50, was drawn by a little diesel engine.  It took an hour to travel to the tip of Dungeness, but it was a restful way of seeing the country (mostly fields of rape).  At Dungeness it took a little while to get our bearings, as it is a haphazard place of bare and vegetated shingle with scattered wooden houses, an old lighthouse and the huge nuclear power station dominating the southern shore.  The shingle at the seaward edge was dominated by sea kale and inland by Nottingham catchfly, sea campion, wood sage, common bird’s-foot trefoil and grey lichens, with regular shrubs of gorse and prostrate broom (ssp maritimus).  The bare environment seemed unsuited to many birds and we saw few, but the gorse scrub seemed right for linnets, and in due course we saw one singing on a telegraph wire.  There were red stems of dodder here and there, apparently parasitic on the catchfly.  We found one patch of sea pea and a few yellow horned poppies.  We walked east by the sea from the power station, and then north just after the Britannia pub, past more wooden houses with shingle gardens, including the one that used to be the residence of Derek Jarman, with its  flotsam sculptures and laid-out trails.  There was so much sea kale that we could easily detect the sickly sweet scent of its flowers.  After a lifeboat station there was the Pilot pub, and the start of brick houses at Lydd-on-Sea.  It was a strangely scattered community.  The scenery was uniformly stark, particularly towards the sea where there was little vegetative cover, but there was a wide variety of plants scattered around, including red valerian, hare’s-tail grass and greater quaking-grass.  The road was busy, but it was hard to walk on the unconsolidated shingle further away from it.  We passed Romney Sands holiday camp, by now in steadily increasing drizzle that became heavier rain as time passed and remained throughout the day.  We had to have lunch sitting in a bus shelter!  At Greatstone-on-Sea there was a narrow line of dunes on the shingle, with a few more plants, such as sea holly, but the hare’s-tail grass had colonised almost everywhere.  A plant that we did not recognise was just beginning to form flowers and turned out to be blanket-flower, known to be naturalised here.  Unfortunately we were too early for its large colourful flowers, but we could smell its sweet-scented leaves.  Another species with a distinctive smell was curry-plant.  We crossed to the shore and walked the beach, recording shells and noting washed up moon jellyfish and a flounder, until the shingle drew in again at Littlestone.  Here in mown grassland we found three medicks – spotted, bur and toothed.  Just after this there was some sand catchfly beside the path below a few beach-huts.  Here we began walking a track between the golf-course and the shingle shore, where the dominant plant was often rough clover, but we also found haresfoot and knotted clovers. At St. Mary’s Bay a proper sea-wall started and we had to walk on concrete the rest of the way, sometimes past building-sites where they were renovating the sea defences.  After Dymchurch the MoD’s Hythe Ranges prevented any further access to the shore and we had to walk on a pavement beside the busy A259 and the incessant noise of traffic and police sirens.  After Palmarsh we took a slight detour via a side road to the Royal Military Canal, where we could at least walk the rest of the way into Hythe station along the canal bank, softer to the foot and greener to the eye.  There were leaves of frog-bit in the canal.  We arrived back at the car park at 5.20pm, with just an hour to spare before the car park was due to be closed.  We drove back to Sandgate, to the Ship Inn.  Although we had intended to eat in, the landlady had run out of food after a rush over the bank holiday weekend!  Fortunately there was Tinto Tapas Bar only a few doors away and we had a very decent meal there.
Sea kale
 
Sea campion
 
Sand catchfly

 

The train at Dungeness (its size is clear above)
 
Dungeness: scattered wooden houses
 
Dungeness nuclear power station
 
Derek Jarman house

 

 

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