The Purple Penguin

So to me beachcombing is walking along a sandy beach looking for shells. I said this to Joe and he said  but we are looking for shells. Just they’re a couple hundred million years old and they’re in rocks on rocky beaches! Yeah, all rock beaches is just weird.

Last night we went out to River Cottage Cafe in Axminister and had a very nice meal. Really nice place and well worth a visit, but do book ahead.

Then this morning up a bit later and sorted to head out after breakfast (and the breakfasts at Pebbles are really nice). Got the car and drove to Lyme Regis – our landlady said to drive past the first car park and turn right, keep going down and there’s a car park right at the beach which saves you the long steep climb back up to the first car park (and it is a very long, very steep climb!) So that’s what we did and had an excellent spot. We spent two hours walking the pebbly beach (rocks on a beach is just wrong, it should be sand!) At first I couldn’t see what the fuss was about, what with turning my ankle on the stupid slippy rocks, but then Joe point out a fossil. Then another one. Then a huge one on a rock. Then I started being able to spot them and was hooked. Really nifty! As the tide started to come in we headed into the town and spent several hours walking about and having a quick light lunch. Then back out the other way, but there had been slips so the beach was closed. So we walked along the front again, with Joe getting photos (the sun came out!) before getting the car and trying to find the way to Charmouth.

The beach walk between Lyme Regis and Charmouth is suppose to be good for finding fossils, but due to works being done to protect Lyme Regis you can’t do the whole walk. We spent about 2 hours at Charmouth walking across more rocks! And found some nifty fossils. Nothing really spectacular but I was chuffed to find my own.

As it was getting late we came back to Seaton for dinner and now sleep!