Explore Britain with me...

Thank you for joining me. My journey has only just begun (September 2014). I will be travelling around the coast of Britain over the coming years. I hope to see all the coastline and much of the interior. I am going anticlockwise and randomly started at the Dyfi Estuary, one of the most beautiful parts of Wales that I already knew, overlooked by the most beautiful mountain Cadar Idris. I am looking forward to seeing and recording all sorts of things. My own passion extends to wildlife, geology, scenery, history, architecture and I am interested to meet people and see the communities and towns that I pass. I have read different accounts on the length of the coast and it varies enormously, but at its extreme could be as much as 37000km, taking into accurate measurements and including all the islands. I don't think that's feasible, but much probably is! I suspect Ill use a combination of foot power, bikes and busses if I am to do it all. Perhaps I can use boats too and maybe even swim a bit.

Thursday, 24 January 2019

Day 29 Amroth to Pendine Carmarthan coast


Thursday  17th January 2019
Amroth to Pendine


Walk distance 7km
Cycle 0 km
Height  300est

2.5 hours

Total coastal distance walked 7km
Total coastal distance cycled 0km

Running coastal total distance 378.35km
Running height climbed 11914m

Quick journey down to Pendine, via Abergavenny and Brecon. Passing through Laugharne (pronounced Lorn)I spotted the B and B which was great as it might be hard to find after dark. Arriving at Pendine at 1230 I had time to explore before the bus was due at 2pm. The beach looks magnificent. A red flag was up and a soldier was patrolling so access was restricted to the western end. I asked when the main beach would be open. Turned out to be Saturday which would help me plan my routes. The sun was shining but it was cold. Inland the village has an air of desolation with all the seaside shops cafes and bars closed. A few people were dog walking and several guys fixing said closed places. Numerous caravans give the place the appearance of chav ville. I imagine it to be heaving in summer. By the car park is the museum of speed. The beach is where land speed records were set. The short bus ride through narrow lanes took me to Amroth. I alighted the bus at the end of the Pembrokeshire path stone marker where Ann and I had reached maybe 2 years before. I was conscious it would be dark soon so after a few photos commenced following the lane up hill and then picked up the cliff path to Telpyn point. The coastline behind, in sun, looked great. Caldey and Tenby silhouetted against a low sun.

Start at Amroth

The climbs were steeper than I imagined and dropped to small coves. At the top of one, lots of rubbish had been gathered by visitors. Sad so much gets washed up. Perhaps some is from Worcestershire, washed down the river and out into the Bristol channel. I saw dark ducks bobbing in whats known as Camarthan bay. These are wintering birds, made scarce by oil spills. Thankfully there numbers are recovering. A highlight was walking through the lower part of an ancient wooded valley - Teague's wood, reputably Wales last wolf lived here until shot.


Lichen growing among limestone rocks and heather
The tide was in so no sand was visible even along the lengthy Marros sands. There was no possibility of walking the low tide beach route. Much of the cliff side is covered with quite young trees, a sign that these were once all grazed flower meadows. Ironically although nature is reclaiming this marginal agricultural land it is to the loss of the flowers associated with traditional grazing. In land all is intensively farmed. Closer to Pendine there are more rocks, limestone. Heather and even purple moor grass grows here on Ragwen and Gilman point. But even here, with little management it is fast disappearing under a sea of bracken, bramble, gorse and scrub. In one area even the gorse reached 20 foot growing up through young oak. Surprisingly along the grass edged path there were brambles and red campion in flower. In places numerous midges danced over the path. Sometimes the sea was obscured by scrub and the path climbed well away from the shore. Although the bay was calm the crashing of waves against boulders made me aware of its presence. As the afternoon wore on it started to cloud over and the temperature dropped as it became dusk. Twice I stopped for a very short coffee break and snack, but the concern of a cliff path at night made me press on. At the last bay, Morfa Brychan, signs announced the presence of the NT as landowner. A huge concrete block suggested ww2 defences. In fact, these were used for d day training which apparently Churchill watched. There are also remnants of hill forts and burial chambers on the high ground of this short walk. I descended the last slope just as it was getting hard to see. Drove to Hills B and B and was greeted with mulled wine.
Most of the restaurants were closed and pubs not serving meals. I ate in the only open restaurant, a very strange looking one, far too many mirrors and glittery decor. But a nice meal of local gammon. In the depths of mid-winter there were only 3 customers. In the evening watched back to back Torchwood.

Pendine sands at dusk

Saturday, 3 September 2016

Day 28 Skomer

Sunday 1st May


Walk distance  4km

Cycle 0 km

Height   70 est

4 hours

Total coastal distance walked km

Total coastal distance cycled 0km

Running coastal total distance 371.35km

Running height climbed 11714m


There were many people were on the island so we decided to walk the opposite way around to that recommended. It wasn’t long before we saw puffins, with 100s nesting down burrows under the turf.  As the walk progressed we saw more, and gradually we came across more right next to the path. The last ones proved to be wonderfully photogenic.  We sat and had lunch on a flower rich bank.  There were lots of sea campion in flower as well as spring squill. We also saw porpoise out to see occasionally breaking the surface.  Towards the end we noticed a ranger telling people about a short eared owl, which we then spotted.  Whilst waiting for the boat we observed one seal swimming in the small harbour and just before we left realised that there were dozens on the beach, cunningly disguised as rocks.











Day 27 Tenby to Amroth

Saturday 30th April


Walk distance 11.7km

Cycle 0 km

Height   88est

2 hours



Total coastal distance walked km

Total coastal distance cycled 0km



Running coastal total distance 367.35km

Running height climbed 11574m

  








With Ann, I caught a bus from Amroth to Tenby.  It was a beautiful spring day and we had a leisurely walk all day. We looked at lots of plants and found one or two interesting ones including a type of cleavers that’s a woody perennial.  One section of the path involved a clamber around some rocks, as the tide was still in.  It was really wonderful to see the sign at the end of the Pembrokeshire coast path, and so satisfying to have walked so far.  Even more so it was lovely to complete the last leg of the Pembrokeshire coastal path with Ann. I was already planning the next section and wondering whether to miss out the lengthy estuaries. Perhaps I could follow the route as if it was days gone by when there were ferries across the estuaries!

Day 26 Penally to Tenby


Day 26

Saturday 2nd April

Penally to Tenby


Walk distance 7 km

Cycle 0 km

Height  35m est

2 hours



Total coastal distance walked km

Total coastal distance cycled 0km



Running coastal total distance 355.65km

Running height climbed 11521m



Richard and I stayed in Tenby for  weekend of culture.

We walked the length of the beach from Tenby and up around the headland. The weather was not the greatest with rain threatening and a breeze.  We watched para moving rapidly along the surf line.  On the way back, which completed the short walk to Tenby went into St Margarets island fort. Like many of the forts I had passed around Milford Haven these buildings are impressive and attractive.  This one was at least open to visit. However it had in time been a house as well as a zoo.  The new owners are trying to make something of it, but it all seemed a bit dishevelled at present. Hopefully there will be more interpretation about the history in the future. Tenby is a really lovely town. Made all the more attractive by the castle walls and the nature of the town perched upon cliffs. We loved the National Trust house.  The guest house was nice too. The only down side was the awful parking. We ended up being fined for not having bought a valid ticket. I had I thought paid for three days parking! During the long weekend we visited Manorbier castles and well as numerous garden centres.

Day 25 Manorbier to Penally

Sunday 28th February


Walk distance 8 km

Cycle 7 km

Height  200 est

2.5 hours


Total coastal distance walked 8km

Total coastal distance cycled 0km


Running coastal total distance 351.65km

Running height climbed 11486m


Cycled from Penalty to Manorbier and started walking from the castle in good weather. The early mornings are lovely with few people on beaches. A short section for maybe two km follows high cliffs and then the path cuts in land around Manorbier army camp. The path emerged at the wonderfully named Srinkle haven. Numerous caves and blow holes are passed as well as military foundations. Views of Caldy island open up. Although forewarned about the large caravan park  at Lydstep haven I wasn't prepared for the scale. An entire bay and cliff side spoilt by so many ugly homes. Some attractive cliffs then led on to another military range before I dropped down to Penally station car park



Day 24 Stack Rock to Manorbier




Saturday 27th February



Walk distance 20 km

Cycle 0 km

Height  690 est

6 hours



Total coastal distance walked 20km

Total coastal distance cycled 0km



Running coastal total distance 343.65km

Running height climbed 11286m

Saturday
Caught the shuttle from outside Pembroke coop. A rather lengthy journey to get to Stack rock, but made all the more interesting by chatting to the bus driver. Detecting the home ascent he was from Bracknell. He had moved down to Pembroke 12 years ago to enjoy the beautiful coast, cheap living and traffic free driving (except in the summer).
  
Started walking from stack rock date admiring the huge natural arch. The walking was easy and on the level. On one side the Rocky almost limestone pavement gave way to cliffs and on the other the military training area. Several tanks were dotted around, with their camouflage it was easy to miss them. The path followed a well Defined track, occasionally close to the cliffs, caves, sink holes and steep gullies were passed. This track is normally shut in the week. Once leaving the military area the chapel of St. Govan is reached. This thirteenth century building tucked into the cliffs, overlooks a stack and natural arch.







The next section of walk is defined by a steep valley lined with WII defences. Because of the numerous car parks I saw many walkers and dog walkers. None more so than in the lead up to Broadhaven below Bosherton. So many dads carrying children in rucsacs! This is one of my favourite places having camped at Broadhaven in the past. I have fond memories of swimming here, sheltering from the sun in a cave and watching first pike and then a family of otters from the long bridge over the lily ponds. Too many people for the latter today. I briefly stopped for a bite to eat in the cliff top dunes above the Sandy bay. From here I continued along the limestone cliffs admiring a huge swallow hole. Barafundle beach is stunning. A few choughs kept me company.



Overall I saw very little wildlife all day. The path drops down to Stackpole where the geology changed dramatically in a fault line to sandstone. Here I had a coffee in the National Trust boathouse cafe. After having been chilly i was now overheating and was glad to be out in the fresh air. I wasnt sure how I would do times use for catching a bus back, do I decided to walk onto freshwater east. Rather than walk up to the main road for a big bus or wait three hours I decided to press into Manorbier. The dunes at freshwater were impressive piled up onto the cliffs. The sandstone cliffs are full of undulating folds. I stopped at the last Sandy bay to eat some malt loaf and realised I had less than an hour to walk to Manorbier and catch the bus. Despite the steep inclines and long distance I marched fast. I was relieved to see the castle and walked quickly up through the village to the bus stop. I had fifteen minutes spare. The bus was perfectly on time.




Day 23 West angle to Stack Rock

Friday 26th February




Walk distance 8 km

Cycle 15 km

Height  595 est

6 hours



Total coastal distance walked 8 km

Total coastal distance cycled 5km



Running coastal total distance 323.65km

Running height climbed 10596m
















Parked in the car park at Freshwater west in the dunes.  I then cycled to west angle. This involved a steep cycle out of the dunes and then a level road which dropped down to freshwater. With the wind behind me it was easy.  I parked my bike a started walking hoping to beat the rain. Heavy rain was forecast all day. As x said at breakfast the weather is often different on the coast and the rainfall is much higher even a few miles inland. Amazingly the sun was shining.  The path headed out to the point x where more fortifications, derelict foundations of east block house, stood. These were built in 1854..

There is also an Elizabethan watch tower built after the armada, and WWI lookout. Then there are iron age fortifications as well as a large bank around WWII Angle airfield. Rounding the Point the full force of the wind became apparent. The path way was mostly on wide turf, just occasionally narrow above steep drops a and in places the path was very steep. Rounding the pointing was once again walking with the open ocean. Large waves crashed against the rugged red cliffs.  Views of freshwater west open up a magnificent sweep of a bay with huge sand dunes behind. Beyond is the military zone of castle martin. After collecting my bike, I returned to the same car park. I then cycled out of the dunes along a ridge which marks the boundary of the live firing area. Every now and then I heard explosions as rank shells fired as well as artillery. the ride was into a head wind and it was cold. I didn't want to walk this long tarmac section of the coastal path. It was an interesting ride passing the challenger and.   Tank at the entrance to Merrion camp.  Tanks were training in the distance. On the return ride it did all feel rather depressing.

After the initial excitement of seeing tanks it dawned on me this was real war games.  I noticed cottages with names like cold comfort farm. Hardly welcoming.  The barbed wire and trees along the road was bedecked in torn black plastic. Billowing in the wind with a backdrop of military warnings on one side and the power station in the distance on the other.  With rain just coming I was glad to get back to the car.