Dorset & the Jurassic Coast

For the late May bank holiday this year, Jack and I took a trip down south through the New Forest to explore Dorset and a bit of East Devon. We can finally make trips within the country like this because we have a car (!!!); I was completely blown away by how comely the villages were and how stunning the coast line was. Feeling very fortunate to make my way into new parts of the UK, though slightly ashamed it’s taken me so long to make it to these places – only a few hours’ drive away!

Pictured above: the main street in Lyme Regis, covered in bunting, and leading down to the beach.

Something about driving through tunnels of tree cover just makes me so happy.

Our first stop in the roadtrip was to visit Corfe and Corfe Castle. This is the view from the climb up to Corfe Castle of an idyll of happy farm animals and tree tunnels.

Looking back over the stunner that is Corfe.

Rakish little weed pops in the castle wall.

Pile-o-homes in the sprawling green of the Dorset countryside.

A peer into the sheep fields below and beyond…

A sandstone timecapsule.

Still creeping on the idyll.

That is the satisfied look of a new National Trust member right there!

Everything is so old timey.

No one has visited number 20 in as many years, evidently! Poor guys. Nice choice of periwinkle though.

Wandering around the fractured battlements of Corfe Castle…

Incredible what you encounter in England.

Yessss, bring on the tree tunnels! On the next hour or so of our drive after a little look around Corfe, driving down towards Lyme Regis.

We stayed in a campsite a little ways outside of Lyme Regis in Uplyme, on a really wonderful campsite called Hook Farm.

I love these importunate, scrabbly little guys. You find blooms of Campanula from the stoniest of stone facades. Walls, homes, crevices, river walls… they somehow latch onto the most inhospitable spots and thrive. Appropriately described as a vigorous alpine plant.

Lyme Regis

Our first faded view of the chalky Jurassic Coast.

On our climb up to Hix Oyster & Chop House (a treat!).

Back on the beach, all the little huts you can rent out for your family’s day on the beach.

A cormorant on the end of the Cobb.

Just loved the look of this place. Those shutters though.

And this one! Holy wisteria.

Told you about these guerilla flowers.

Beautiful Lyme Regis.

Oh god. A very significant proportion of English (and Scottish) fishermen were misled by the Leave campaign; motivated to vote leave because of fixed quotas. We are talking 92% of fishermen here. Just tragic. This decision will hit many coastal areas the hardest, but at least the quotas have been challenged :|

After a walk around the Cobb, we took off on an undercliff walk from Lyme Regis to Seaton. Apparently a misnomer, as there were virtually zero cliff-side views. An hour into the walk, we talked to a couple who were finishing the walks along the entire south coast and they said they wouldn’t – in good conscience – recommend this segment to anyone (for future reference, a better stretch would be: Sidmouth to Exmouth), so we turned around to have a box of fish & chips on the beach with a side of dog watching.

Herbies: the best fish & chips in Lyme Regis

 

After the failed undercliff walk, we took one in the opposite direction along the intertidal zones of the coastal heritage beach from Lyme Regis to Charmouth.

As you walk along these rock pools, you can clearly see partially exposed fossils all over the place, particularly ammonites (like a coiled ram’s horn) from the Jurassic era (hence: the Jurassic Coast).

The closer you get to Charmouth, the more dad’s dinking away at the rocks to expose more fossils for their kids.

There you go: an ammonite!

Mr Seaside Cider having a little lurk around for his own fossils.

A regular beachside panoply all in one, single shot.

Charmouth beach huts

Another beautiful bloom house

The next day, we took a trip towards Lulworth Cove, pulling over first (and in the end: ultimately) to see Durdle Door. This: Man of War Cove.

I’ve long wanted to visit the Jurassic Coast and it did not disappoint.

Then over the hill to Durdle Door! What on earth.

This natural limestone arch is huge! I wouldn’t call the cove secluded though. We were lucky to get there early in the day.

The 150-million-year-old Portland stone arch

Looking out to a tinier door (not for durdles, probably kayaks though) in the chalk cliffs.

England can be pretty spectacular guys.

As the day progresses, the crowds pile in!

This little girl brought the tiniest little pug for its first beach visit.

Brave Jack taking an ice bath.

Spotting tiny flashes of sheep frozen between streaming bushes.

Along the riverside walk from Uplyme to Lyme Regis is this still-functional watermill.

Lyme Regis

Our quiet campsite (not our tent though).

What happens when I secretly crouch in the grass while Jack approaches for 30 seconds with his flashlight.

Our last day, we drove to Poole to take a ferry to Brownsea Island in search of the red squirrels!

Sadly, no red squirrels for us. Visiting in the autumn is supposed to be the best since the trees are more bare.

Some super peckish peacocks.

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