Clouds race above the Jurassic coast, casting rippling shadows across the undulant hills which frame rocky promontories and bays against the foam crested waves of the channel. Harrying winds buffet Emmett Hill, clearing any accumulated cobwebs.
Below St Aldhelms' Head evidence of man lust for Purbeck Stone, mined faces and huge scree slopes created from stone working detritus; a post industrial landscape. All about the signs of past activity, steel ropes, barbed wires rolls, the occasional .303 cartridge, evidence of the Wartime activities nearby.
Venturing further round the coast we tread where few, if any go, no paths, a few animal tracks which disappear into 5ft walls of thorn and bramble; the only option is to skirt the cliff edge where tuff low growing shrubs have been shaped by the relentlessness of the place offer access and security. The reward, spending time in a wild place.
Clouds race above the Jurassic coast, casting rippling shadows across the undulant hills which frame rocky promontories and bays against the foam crested waves of the channel. Harrying winds buffet Emmett Hill, clearing any accumulated cobwebs. 
Below St Aldhelms' Head evidence of man lust for Purbeck Stone, mined faces and huge scree slopes created from stone working detritus; a post industrial landscape. All about the signs of past activity, steel ropes, barbed wires rolls, the occasional .303 cartridge, evidence of the Wartime activities nearby.
Venturing further round the coast we tread where few, if any go, no paths, a few animal tracks which disappear into 5ft walls of thorn and bramble; the only option is to skirt the cliff edge where tuff low growing shrubs have been shaped by the relentlessness of the place offer access and security. The reward, spending time in a wild place.
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