When the boys were small we'd search out and be prepared to drive long distances to enjoy walks that were buggy friendly. It was how we found the Newport estuary and the cycle path at Neyland that I wrote about the other day. Good access, a reasonable track and enough to keep the kids interested was all we wanted - but in Pembrokeshire that can sometimes be hard to find. So it's surprising we never discovered Llangloffan Fen, for it's only a few miles from our house.
Or perhaps it isn't - surprising that is - for in Pembrokeshire, all eyes are fixed on the coast, and the fen, being inland of the Fishguard to St David's road, is on the wrong side of the scenic divide. Even up close, it's one of those places you barely notice: a no man's land of scrub and mire that you vaguely understand is what's beyond the hedgerows you're passing on the way to somewhere else.
But recently, the fen was in the news. The West Wales Wildlife Trust had improved the boardwalk that gives access to what is essentially a glacial floodplain, a new bird hide had been installed and there was talk of otters in the reed beds. So the other week we took the unclassified lane from Castle Morris to Llangloffan wondering what we'd find.
And in truth, on a showery day in October there wasn't a great deal on show. Put perhaps like fishing, when you don't have to make a catch to have a great day, we thoroughly enjoyed our discovery. There were dragonflies of course, darters and the odd hawker - and we could hear many birds, the trees were gnarled and covered in lichen, some huge fungi, plenty of grasses and ferns. There were wildflowers too and though these aren't my strong point there would be much to see in summer, a highlight is evidently Marsh Cinquefoil.
The reserve is best known for its warblers (sedge, grasshopper and reed) and there have been sightings of corncrake, water rail and quail; it's a stronghold of owls and hen harriers too, and of polecats, badgers, voles and shrews. We saw none of these, though I'm sure they're there in numbers. Even on a good day, I suspect it's one of those places that you spot only a few species.
But what I liked most, was the sense of remoteness - the boardwalk is perhaps a couple of kilometres in length, and it takes you directly into the reeds and woods. Within a hundred yards you're right in the bog, and there are these oddly protruding islands of sedge grass that tussock between stunted shrubs. It feels ancient (which it is) and special (which it is too) and yet it does it in a very unspecial way.
The fen is a mire, a low trough between two slight rises in the surrounding landscape, cutting you off from the familiar landmarks - there are no roads, so it's silent, other than the trickle of the water, the call of the birds and the creaking of your foot on the boards.
You might get that sense that I thought the fen was less than spectacular. And you'd be right - but that's also its delight. It was one of the places that you know you'll go back to; that will always, in a quiet way, have something to offer. The irony is that for over ten thousand years people have been passing it by - and that's precisely why it's so worth visiting today.
I used to sail the Norfolk Broads...and once you were off the beaten track of the motor boats you could moor up among the reed beds and wake up to the bird song...then as the light improved, see that all was not reeds...magical hours.ReplyDelete
From you, that's a recommendation indeed.ReplyDelete
The sound of a water rail makes me giggle - it's a cross between someone clearing their throat and trying to cough. You're more likely to hear them than see them!ReplyDelete
Like you, it is the sense of remoteness which we should so much enjoy matched with the discovery of such an interesting area so very close to home. Wonderful.
At the moment we are having huge problems with Blogger as newly followed blogs are showing up in our Google Reader only sporadically and so we are missing new posts. If we do not comment here, please do not see it as a lack of interest, rather that we have not been alerted to a new post. Hopefully this situation, which we experienced once before, will right itself.
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could have sworn I'd commented on this post, but obviously not....ReplyDelete
I'm really enjoying your series of nature posts, Mark. These unspoiled and hidden corners of countryside are so important and it's good to hear that this little gem is being carefully preserved.
If I may digress, Jane and Lance are not the only ones to be having problems with newly followed blogs at present. I and many others are too. Cue sound of worldwide gnashing of teeth....
Sounds really idyllic and you make me want to get me hat and coat on and get out and go explore our nearby nature with hubby's new binoculars.ReplyDelete
That sounds like a good find and so near to your house too!ReplyDelete
I have downloaded Google Chrome and all my commenting 'problems' have disappeared; I am Anonymous no more! I don't know if that would also help Perpetua and Jane and Lance with their Blogger problems?
Thanks for the suggestion, Cait, but I did that some time ago to cope with the commenting problem. This is something new and different. Sigh...ReplyDelete
Thank you so much, Cait, but we do in fact use Google Chrome. However, thank you, Perpetua, it is always a comfort to know that one is not alone.ReplyDelete
I enjoyed reading this post.ReplyDelete