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

Sessex: Hastings to Pevensey Bay 4/6/2010


 

Hastings Pier and shingle beach
 
Beach after StLeonards
 
Thracia villosiuscula
 
Kaffir fig on Bexhill cliffs
At Hastings we walked west along the promenade, soon passing the derelict pier which is sadly closed, although there is an appeal to save it.  The beach was basically shingle and even though well used by holiday-makers sea kale still thrived along the whole length, unlike any other plant.  We were able to walk comfortably above the beach even beside the railway which came right to the front just past St. Leonard’s and West Marina.  At Glyne Gap we descended the piles of shingle at the top of the beach (which have so accumulated that they reach over the tops of the steps provided to descend from the promenade).  We could then walk along the sandy lower part of the shore because it was still close to low tide, collecting some shells seen for the first time this holiday, various top shells and winkles.  We picked up a Thracia villosiuscula that, though supposedly common, we had not seen since finding one in Northumbria.  Patches of hardened rock-like clay provided niches for sea creatures like beadlet anemone.  We came to the top of the beach again near Galley Hill because the groynes were becoming difficult to pass and firm sand was being invaded by the incoming tide.  We could still walk along the top comfortably under the low cliffs here and on to the front promenade of Bexhill.  Some gardens of seafront houses made good use of the shingle to make attractive gardens.  Low cliffs and garden walls were in some places festooned with mesembryanthemums (Kaffir fig), both red and yellow.  These were obviously seen as a nuisance, as in some places chemicals had been applied.  Only at the end of this town did the beach-top path end, so we sat down on the continuous concrete bench under the wall to have our lunch while we could.  The subsequent shingle was difficult and uncomfortable (especially for those who had acquired blisters from three weeks walking) and at times we chose to walk alongside a minor road that, apart from Norman’s Bay, kept close to the coast.  At Norman’s Bay we used a mixture of shingle beach and local tracks through the houses, but there was a lot of unused fenced-off private land that would otherwise have made progress easier.  Through Beachlands and into Pevensey Bay we had to use the roads entirely.  There were many ways to the front, but they only led directly on to the loose shingle and no alternative path, as houses were built right on the top shingle ridge.  We were able to catch the 3.30 train from Pevensey Bay station back to Hastings.  There had been no outstanding birds all day, but at times there were large flocks of herring gulls on the shore, and this bird was the most commonly seen all day.  From Hastings we drove to the front of Eastbourne to our last hotel, The Grand, which will mark the summation of our walk. We have a huge wide view of the front and sea from our 3rd floor room and a Good Food Guide restaurant in The Mirabelle.

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