For the last 5 years I have spent the winter months escaping
by kayaking down rivers on Exmoor, North Wales and the Lake District.
Many a time when I get off the river shivering and unable to
change due to the fact my fingers have frozen into claw like shapes I have
asked myself why I want to suffer yet I continue to put my self through it.
This summer I had the opportunity to go Sea
kayaking in forecasted glorious sunshine but I was strangely nervous and
apprehensive about going. Did I think a mutant fish was going to leap out and
eat me? No, but the butterflies were there.
The unknown always causes apprehension and the sea has
always terrified me slightly with its ability to seem so dangerous to a novice
such as myself. Therefore it was with trepidation that I set off on the drive
with friends; the sea kayaks were loaded onto the roof and our supplies packed.
I work in North Devon but we rarely get the chance to
explore other National Trust properties, we planned to kayak from Lee (near
Ilfracombe) to Woolacombe this meant that I would get to explore the coastline
owned by the National Trust from an entirely new angle.
As we arrived at Lee I looked out on a perfectly flat sea
glistening in the sunshine. My nerves were abated until I saw Darren packing
flares and a VHF radio. I immediately imagined he knew something I did not but
in fact I was just being paranoid and Darren was being sensible.
As we carried the boats down to the beach and launched
ourselves into the water I started to settle into familiar paddle strokes. The
sea was crystal clear allowing itself to reveal the hidden world on the sea bed
that is so often hidden from the human eye.
The sun blazed down onto the water and the beautiful North
Devon coast came into view I knew I had made right decision that day.
As we silently moved through the water we saw two peregrines
flying close to the rock face gracefully hunting. Raptors have always held such
wonder in my mind due to their precision and speed that has enthralled me since
being a young child. We
continued our progress along the coast and we spotted something bobbing in the
water and then disappear with silence beneath the surface. To my utter joy we
then noticed we were being followed by two seals, as they lifted their heads
and watched us pass by I felt as if we were being scrutinised.
We headed along the coast to Morte Point where we came
across a group of 10 seals basking on the rocks as we passed. One by one they
heaved themselves into the sea, watching our every move. They were always behind us as if observing us
by stealth. I felt as if they were willing us on annoyed at having had their
midday rest disturbed.
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Spot the Seal |
We reached Woolacombe in time for our Lunch with a small 1ft
wave propelling us towards the beach. The beach was busy with people enjoying
the heat wave and who were seemingly amused at people arriving in rather
unusual looking boats.
We waited for the tide to turn to help us ease the journey
back to Lee and feeling refuelled we set off on the journey back. As we reached
Morte point the incoming tide had caused a change in our route back across, the
rocks that reach down into the sea from the point had become submerged causing
strange currents to appear. Morte point is known for its treacherous nature
having caused many a ship to ground out as they were lured into land by
wreckers who patrolled the coast in years gone by. Although on the calm seas we
were travelling that day they caused nothing more than the need for a few
determined paddle strokes.
I got to return to Morte point only a few weeks later due to the fact the North Devon Team run an annual Smugglers and Wreckers
walk and this year we were asked to take part. I took the
part of the lead female Elizabeth Berry a well know wreckers from the mid 1850’s. This time however looking out into the sea I could understand just how dangerous the point could be. The seas were rough and the waves were crashing into the rocks below causing a wonderful atmospheric setting but I was rather glad that I was safely on the land on that visit.
Dressed as Miss Berry
Continuing on our sea kayak trip we travelled back along the coast line hugging the rocks
as we went, we weaved our way through rocks being pushed onward by the rising
tide. We stopped at an isolated beach not far from Lee to cool ourselves down
from our exertion.
I
stepped into the water I marvelled at the world beneath me and putting on a
snorkelling mask I could see for the first time the flurry of activity that was
happening below the tide line. We swan and dived into the refreshing sea
embracing the beauty of that moment in time.
We climbed back into our boats and made our way around Bull
Point and headed towards Lee bay where we were met with the sight and sound of
families jumping off rocks and relaxing on the small beach.
My arms and back ached with a vengeance but sitting in the
pub garden enjoying a drink. I was truly astonished that day that I had never
explored this bit of coast before and felt completely at wonder with the
landscape and wildlife around us.
After my experience I would advise everyone to step a little
outside of their comfort zone and try a new way of exploring our beautiful
countryside.
I know that I will be getting back into a Sea kayak and exploring more of North Devon very soon.
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Morte Point |