Windblown and Wornout.

It was always going to be blowy, the weather forecast was clear about that and you could see white horses leaping from the waves in the bay. So it should have come as no surprise that this morning’s walk to St.Aldhelm’s Head was not going to be a stroll in the park. The road from Worth to the cliffs is completely exposed and offered no shelter from a wind that careered across the fields and cut through me as easily as it cut through the hedgerows. In the distance the chapel and coastguard cottages that sit at journey’s end seemed a long way away, much further than the mile and half or so that I know it to be.
Apart from the Wrens, Robins and other little brown birds that flitted from twig to twig, wildlife was thin on the ground and the deer that I did see kept their distance. There was also a Hare that was hunkered so low in a tractor rut that it almost looked like a clod of mud and would have been ignored but a second look costs nothing but may be worth a great deal. Even a glimpse of these wonderful creatures is a treat, especially on a day like this.
As we reached the cliffs the wind, that had been such a factor up until now, took an even more starring role and it was clear that this cliff top was not the place to be today. So, following a quick photo and with the wind at our backs, we re-joined the path and headed back to towards Worth.
The walk was over quicker than I would have wanted but with slippery paths and a wind this strong, spending any more time at St.Aldhelm’s Head would not have been clever. There are safer places to watch the sea and I’ll be visiting them later.