Thursday, 8 April 2010

St Albans Head


Trying to describe the coast today would be beyond me, yet still I'll try. The best day of the year so far, the spring has possibly sprung; the sky was clear and blue, the sea glistened, reflecting the suns rays like crystal glass and the air was clean and fresh. Chapmans Pool was serene, the seas almost still as we descended between in crack in the cliff face above the the small secluded bay and made our way, with some difficulty, through the undergrowth and along an under cliff animal track; still a good 80m above sea level. Deer, previously unseen , spooked by our arrival, darted from cover and made their way around the headland ahead of us and bird song filled the air. The going is hard, footing unstable and steep; but the views, the views are all you'd expect and desire from the Jurassic Coast. St Albans Head is the high point, 102m AOD, the detritus of quarrying and the wartime Radar and gun emplacements litter the scree which flows down the steep slope to jumbled boulders and the sea. Stunning.

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