It was third time lucky for our evening walk around Barrier Marsh and Wivenhoe Waterfront, postponed once because of extreme heat and once more through illness. Our third attempt with an eager throng of friends was still warm, around 24°C at 7pm when we set off, but a delicious, gently cooling easterly breeze made conditions very pleasant.
Starting at the Shipyard, our block-paving population of Four-leaved Allseed seems to be having an outstandingly successful year, seemingly impervious to extreme drought and chemical onslaught. First found here during the pandemic, its distribution is still expanding from its original haunts of south Cornwall and the Scilly Isles.
The saltmarshes have no showy flowers at the moment, at least until the Sea Aster comes out later this month, although Common Cord-grass is in flower along with Sea Purslane. The super-salty hit of the leaves of the latter, covered in the excretions from its desalination cells were a surprise to many. And Marsh Samphire was, as is typical of some forms at this stage of the season, shot through with succulent emerald.

The Sailing Club hedge was starting to look very autumnal, with sloes, hips and haws all filling nicely, surprisingly perhaps given that it has not rained a drop here for more than a month. These will of course become vital winter bird food, assuming the hedge is not attacked by the ‘tidy brigade’…
As usual, Strawberry Clover was looking magnificent along the extreme high tide line, and an interesting new feature, a microcosm of Orford Ness, has recently been installed:
Below the Barrier, the estuary widens and the local moulting Black-headed Gulls were joined by the first returning Curlews, plus Oystercatchers and Redshanks, some at least of which may be local breeders.
The seaward face of the sea wall was in places clothed with the grey, absinthe-scented leaves of Sea Wormwood, although it has yet to come into flower.
Crossing the grazing marshes on The Chase, it was, as everywhere, very parched, especially so on the tops of the numerous anthills illuminated beautifully by the slanting, setting sun.
Few flowers were showing apart from occasional Hairy Buttercups and patches of Creeping Thistles, on one of which Jude (of course!) spotted a beetle Anthocomus rufus, sometimes known as the Red Malachite-beetle, a species closely associated with coastal habitats. Although it appeared to be feeding in the flowers, it is primarily a predator of other insects, and so may have been searching rather than supping. And with the aid of our bat detector she also picked up the song of a Dark Bush-cricket. But nobody could hear it unaided…. we are all of a certain age!
Birds were few and far-between, just a calling Green Woodpecker and skulking Whitethroats and Reed Warblers in scrub and reedbeds respectively. That is until sunset, when the birds woke up, with Robin and Cetti’s Warbler singing and groups of Little Egrets heading down river presumably to a communal roost.
All that remained was to potter back along the Wivenhoe Waterfront in the glorious gloaming, buy a welcome cooling pint at the Rose & Crown, and settle down outside to watch and hear the first hunting Common Pipistrelle, as well as a remarkable chorus of House Crickets. From the bottom of Anchor Hill to Bethany Street, there were multiple singing males, many more than we heard last year, the first time we recorded them here. Instant transportation to the southern climes of Europe, and a thrilling, trilling end to a lovely walk!






























































































































































































































































































































































































































































