The Enchanting Isle of Purbeck
Gorse, cliffs, adders and a magical spot called Dancing Ledge. There’s a pub that boasts an extraordinary collection of fossils and hosts bands on tour from all corners of the world.
This adder fell to it’s fate from the steep cliffs above. One guess is that it became dehydrated on the beach and ended up dying in this rockpool, perfectly crossing the boundary between land and sea.
Around the corner is Stair Hole, a great jumping point if you can avoid the crowds.
I wish I could have a garden made of gorse and heather, the colors up top are so beautiful it’s dazzling.
And back down below, walking across the shore of Kimmeridge Bay feels like treading on the outstretched palm of a giant’s hand. There are lines that criss-cross and fork off leading you into dead ends. There are channels punctuated with blood-red anemones that the sea teases as it turns around again and again.