Showing posts with label Dorset Wildlife Trust. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dorset Wildlife Trust. Show all posts

Tuesday, 20 March 2018

Batcombe and Hendover Coppice - 16th March

"How long is this walk exactly?" Paul asked. You would think he had learned to stop asking silly questions like that. We had finally donned our walking boots and set off through skeletal woodland and naturally after a morning of sunshine, the heavens then opened. "It's definitely below 10," I said with confidence. "Somewhere between five and ten," I elaborated, hoping that would satisfy him. "And there's nothing gratuitous about it?" he pressed, "no extra little bits just for 'fun'?" I chose not to answer that question. After all, my walks are designed in the most circuitous method possible in order to include as many gridsquares as possible and usually include those which no-body else would consider walking in.

So it was today - but my walks also usually feature something of interest and that was the case today. We took a descent route down Hillfield Hill which is not marked on the map, but which zig-zags all the way down to the bottom and is less steep than the road which we have walked up before. We sheltered in the conifer trees for a bit waiting for the rain to stop and then continued to the Friary of St Francis, where we walked on the sensory path and into the Secret Garden. The sensory path is designed to be walked on bare-foot with lots of different materials so that you can feel different textures and then wash your feet at the end. In theory this was a great idea, just not in winter and hopefully there's no animals around to add any undesirable extra-sensory  material to the experience!

Hillfield Friary with the Sensory Garden on the right below the circle - ST6304
We ate lunch at a conveniently placed bench in the Secret Garden and continued our wander through these grounds, stopping to admire Opposite Leaved Golden Saxifrage en route - an early spring botanical emerger.

Opposite-leaved Golden Saxifrage 
It was lovely walking through the woodland rather than the road, but eventually we had to join the road and continue our trek to Great Head, a rather important sounding name for, let's face it, nothing more than a T-junction, but looking at the map again, I see contours forming a spur (yes, I did a geographical course not so long ago), which could be said to be a great head so that probably explains it!

We headed north into pastures new along a footpath through fields. We watched a couple of Roe Deer flee, one of them getting quite panicky because its mother found a way out of the field and it didn't. We decided not to loiter, but to let it find its own way out and get out of its 'space'. We kept seeing the same two deer for quite a while after that. Do deer get stuck in the mud ever? I wondered as we ploughed on through muddy fields, occasionally watching the graceful deer bound with ease across the same fields, covering the same ground in a fraction of the time.

Near Newlands Farm - ST6205

Near Newlands Farm - ST6105
Newlands Farm with its ornate gateway - ST6105
We crossed the Wriggle River Lane at Newlands Farm and headed for Scotley Farm across another field, crossing a tributary of the Wriggle River en route. That must be my favourite name ever for a river!

Scotley Farm - ST6105
We then headed to Pleck for the gratuitous bit of the walk. We were passing Dyers Farm to Woolcombe, simply for the square of it! We'd done a walk 18 months ago just slightly further north and now, looking at my route map and squares done, I realise with absolute horror that I have somehow neglected to photograph a square which is probably my most visited square in Dorset - one near Melbury Bubb, my favourite village. I can't quite believe it and will have to rectify that very soon!

For now, we plodded on, a little disconcerted by the accompanying sound of a farmer's quad bike and his sheepdog close by. Despite being on a footpath, we found the sound quite unnerving, preferring to walk with simply the sounds of nature around us; it felt ever so slightly like we were being watched as we couldn't work out what the farmer was doing as there were no sheep visible anywhere.

Higher Woolcombe Farm and pond (the pond isn't marked on the map) - ST6005
We to-ed and fro-ed quite a bit at Higher Woolcombe Farm as the footpath signs disappear and you're left to wonder which gate to attempt to go through. With the ever present sound of the quad bike engine near by we didn't want to get it wrong!

We continued without event into the next gridsquare by dint of a diverted path round a reservoir. We were only in this gridsquare for a few metres, so I snapped a boring photo of the field.

Near Woolcombe - ST5904
We were now near the Bristol - Weymouth railway line which we'd crossed on the aforementioned walk, but we were heading away from the railway and into a more interesting looking field with an animal in it. "Is that a fox?" I asked, looking through my binoculars, "Yes it is!" I answered my own question. "A dog fox." We managed to find a dryish spot to sit for another cup of tea hoping to see the fox again, but it didn't oblige.

Near Woolcombe, and the hill where we saw the fox - ST6004
I'd hoped we were following the fox's course, but our path took us eastwards, back in the direction we'd come. "Isn't that the farm we passed half an hour ago?" Paul asked pointing northwards, "Well, yes!" I admitted, "I told you we were doing an extra wee bit today. We're passing it from a different angle now."

At the top of Alder Moor by an old quarry we were disgusted to find evidence of clay pigeon shooting where the cartridges had been burnt and their remains left in a dirty great pile on the floor.

Clay pigeon cartridges - Alder Hill Quarry - ST6004
Why can't people come back and clear up after themselves? What a slight  on the countryside!

We found another crossroads of paths but the one we wanted didn't exist, or at least it didn't seem to., so we walked back along the road and then through the same field of cows we'd passed earlier back to Dyers Farm.

Dyers Farm, Pleck - ST6104
 We turned right at Pleck and entered the small hamlet of Batcombe.

Thatched cottages at Batocmbe - ST6104
Others have bemoaned the dearth of rights of way in this lovely hamlet. It is impossible to do a circular walk to the church here. You have to make a diversion to it there and back, which probably means it is rarely visited. We decided not to make the diversion today; having done so in the past. Instead, we took a footpath left which joined Drive Lane near its junction with the road at Great Head.

Drive Lane - ST6204
We then turned right onto Hendover Coppice, a Dorset Wildlife Trust reserve and a path we had walked on before with the group. It is a tough uphill climb through amazing chalk downland to which we must return in the summer to see which species of butterfly are around. I hope we can remember all the places which I keep saying that about!

Hendover Coppice - ST6204

Hendover Coppice - ST6204

Hendover Coppice - ST6204
It hadn't been a long walk, but the last mile seemed to drag on. Finally we were back at the road, amazed at just how steep that turn off is.

The Batcombe turn off - ST6303
I've often wondered if anyone attempts it in snow or ice - and had we visited a few days later we would have found out for ourselves as the Beast from the East Part 2 was upon us. I'd love to see it in all its winter glory. For the time being, we were glad to be back at the car with a few more miles on my boots and a few more gridsquares for my rucksack!

Number of new gridsquares: 5
Number of miles walked: 7.8
Number of deer we saw: 2
Number of foxes we saw: 1
Number of clay pigeon cartridges we saw: 164 (approximately)

Wednesday, 4 October 2017

Beaminster to Loscombe - 30th September 2017

My Memory Map is awash with red routes from Beaminster. It's in the heart of Dorset and one of my favourite places to start walking from. Having read in Louise Hodgson's book about Loscombe and realising I had some unvisited squares to photograph in that area, I devised my new route and set off with Paul on a rather dreary looking Saturday morning.

Having fixed the parking metre at Yarn Barton car park, we set off south, following the River Brit on a much walked route. We anticipated mud today; it's always better to anticipate it, to revel in it actually, rather than be disappointed if you encounter it, especially at this time of year, because, let's face it, you're going to encounter it, so don't be a wimp! Gaiter up and go for it!

Except we didn't have gaiters on. I'm not unduly concerned about this - where's the hardship in throwing the trousers into the wash afterwards. I hate getting all grubby at the end of a walk when you start to take off those caked-in-mud and cow slurry garments. I'd rather just get mud on my trousers.

We followed the Jubilee Trail as far as Netherbury, which was all familiar territory. Then we continued south on the minor road to an attractive bridge over the River Brit, where we veered left  towards Lower Yondover Farm.

SY4799 - River Brit at Netherbury
I was now in my first new gridsquare and eager to take a photo after three previously photographed gridsquares. Problem was, there wasn't much to photograph so I had to settle for one of the footpath, despite craning my neck for a glimpse Slape Manor. We could have walked through the grounds of this manor house, but it would have been a diversion, an indulgence even, for the sake of my anal hobby, so we walked on through rather uninspiring scenery for a time - that would soon change!

Near Slape Manor - SY4798
We joined a minor road near Oxbridge and then turned off again at Oxbridge Farm.

Oxbridge Farm turn off - SY4797
It was a short walk now to Melplash, a village we'd never actually stopped in but had driven through many times. I have to admit, there's never been an incentive to stop in the village; it just doesn't look that attractive, but I needed to photograph something within the village and the church was my natural choice.

Christ Church, Melplash - SY4897
We sat in the church for a late coffee break, resisting the temptation to eat lunch here - we wanted to wait for a half way point. The church is very sparse, with not much to commend it, but you can play badminton here as there is a court housed within the vastness. It is a shame that such a relatively young church (built in the nineteenth century) is already heading towards redundancy. I hope it manages to avoid being closed down and converted into a dwelling house as so many church buildings are these days - and beautiful dwellings they make too; it just seems we've lost something when that happens somehow.

Amusing sign in Christ Church, Melplash - SY4897
We crossed the A3066 and joined a footpath we'd seen from the car many times. It has been diverted since my map was published (2014), which confused us for a bit until we realised we were simply going to head round the south flanks of Hincknowle Hill, instead of the north flanks. Aha!

There is a small clump of trees on Hincknowle Hill's modest summit, which at 114 metres we did not attain, choosing to save our energy for the many miles ahead. There was another slight diversion at Walnut Farm which had us walking up and down the holloway two or three times in confusion. An attractive holloway it is though (when is a holloway not attractive?)

Lane near Walnut Farm - SY4997
We were heading east now and entered a rather derelict orchard where someone had been picking and bagging crab apples. We picked up a couple of windfallen eaters and munched them as an aperitif for our lunch. Yummy!

Orchard near Walnut Farm - SY4997
We were climbing now, as well as following a trail we'd never heard of before - Dorset Wildlife Trust's Anthill Trail, which is advertised as being a 'challenging 6 km trail' through three nature reserves - South Poorton, Loscombe and West Milton. We saw evidence of anthills - apparently they're yellow ants, but no ants, not that we were looking to be honest!

We were, however, looking for a lunch spot and having decided the rain had chosen not to fall in torrents, we opted for a conveniently placed tree trunk on top of the hill near Marlpits Farm. This afford a glorious view, albeit cloudy, of Hincknowle Hill, Bull's Hill and Pen Well Hill. I gave Paul a bit of a tour whilst we munched our sandwiches, pointing out that there were no footpaths through SY4998 so we'd either have to walk along the minor road or stop the car whilst driving along. Pen Well Hill looks an attractive hill and it's a shame there's no footpath up it.

Hincknowle Hill from SY4997

Pen Well Hill from SY4997
After lunch we were greeted by three very masculine tups who posed beautifully for a photograph but did not object to our passing.

Tup at Marlpits Farm - SY4997

Posing beautifully at Marlpits Farm - SY4997
We then joined the road we'd have to walk along for the aforementioned footpathless gridsquare, but turned off towards Loscombe. I felt quite excited about reaching Loscombe as Louise Hodgson describes it so evocatively in her book, Secret Places of West Dorset. It certainly feels like a secret place, deep in the heart of Dorset. One of those places you would have to be earnestly seeking rather than stumble across as it is miles from anywhere down wiggly windy roads, the sort I adore.

The road ends at Loscombe, but a farm track continues to Sunnyside Farm and what must have once been an old drovers' lane heads over to North Poorton.

Lane between Loscombe and North Poorton - SY5098

It is a beautiful lane with hazels bending over to meet each other across the deeply rutted track. We discussed whether any motorised vehicle could still negotiate such deep ruts and decided it could provided it kept itself perfectly poised on the narrow channels and did not sink into the ruts. For evidence we saw a tyre at the top of the lane and, feeling like school children again,  I'm afraid we committed a bit of a crime here. "Wouldn't it be fun to ...." So, in need of a bit of a laugh we rolled it down the hill and watched as it bounced its way all the way down. We'd expected it to fall a long time before the end - perhaps it did!

This was the land the Dorset Wildlife Trust owned, at least it adjoins it and we vowed to return in the spring to find the delicate Snake's Head Fritillary which blooms in the valley below. We looked longingly over the gate to the 'poor land' which is still difficult to farm, but which makes for such beautiful scenery.

View from Loscombe - SY5098

View from Loscombe - SY5098

View from Loscombe - SY5098
Greenway Barn provided a photogenic subject for the next square.

Greenway Barn - SY5198

We made a good decision not to continue on to North Poorton, although I cannot recall having visited the church there before. Our walk was long enough without prolonging it in this way. I shall have to include it on future walks though.

We curtailed the walk yet more by cutting across before reaching Burcombe. I was not going to miss any gridsquares so it didn't matter too much. There is a prominent enclosure in SY5198.

Enclosure - SY5298
We headed down the steep hill towards Mapperton Estate, walking now in a north-westerly direction and entering Burcombe Wood where we encountered a new species for us - Reeves' Pheasant.

Reeves Pheasant in Burcombe Wood - SY5098

These are bred no doubt for shooting and were surprisingly incredibly tame, almost allowing us to stroke them!

We were walking parallel now to the drovers' track near Loscombe and could see the chimneys of Loscombe Farm. We would not be walking that way, however as we turned off  to join the Jubilee Trail after finding a delightful little waterfall and a ruinous building of unknown origin.

Waterfall in Burcombe Wood - SY5098
We were in familiar territory now, having walked this way several times before. We were going to go on a different path once beyond Mapperton House though - a decision which proved to be our undoing, unless you count the opportunity to report faults on footpaths as a good thing!

Mapperton House - SY5099
Instead of continuing west on the Jubilee Trail we headed northwards on local council footpaths wh which obviously had not been walked in a long time. All was well until we reached Marsh Farm.

Marsh Farm ST5000
We plodded northwards through a field when Paul asked where the exit was and I confidently pointed to the corner of the field. Well, it was there - perhaps 50 years ago! Sleeping Beauty's prince would have his work cut out for him trying to get through the thicket that lay between us and the B-road and our next footpath. With only Paul's small penknife to serve as a much-needed machete, we admitted defeat and turned back to walk through the long grass in search of another exit. We found a gate into the neighbouring field and then another gate onto the road. We then had to walk along this quite busy road to our next footpath, which was also blocked. Fortunately there was an alternative entrance which we negotiated with some inconvenience as it was obstructed with chicken wire and debris. Phew! Our relief was short-lived however, as our next turning was barred with barbed wire - right across a public right of way!

We walked through the neighbouring field and back into Beaminster, not before washing our very muddy boots in the river before entering the housing estate on the east side of town.

Field near Storridge Farm - ST4900
A walk to be repeated in sunnier weather and amended at Mapperton - otherwise a lovely walk with a lot to commend it.

Number of footpaths reported: 3
Number of friendly tups: 3
Number of new gridsquares: 7
Number of miles walked: 11.5