The Chesil Beach, or Chesil Bank, is a dramatic 18-mile curve of steeply banked shingle stretching north-west from Portland (the southern-most point of Dorset) to West Bay via Abbotsbury. The formation contains a long tidal lagoon known as the Fleet.*
Before a causeway road was constructed, the bank connected the mainland to the Isle of Portland, creating a form of TOMBOLO (strictly, it is a ‘barrier beach’). The uninterrupted shingle strip of Chesil beach is up to 50 feet high in places. The stones are large at the Portland end, gradually reducing in size until, by the western end at West Bay, they are pea-sized. It is said that in the past (and maybe still) local people were able to tell the location on the beach that a particular pebble had come from. This knowledge was supposedly helpful for the accurate landing of contraband at dead of night, smuggling being a popular occupation along the Dorset coast (and maybe still).
Chesil Beach, the Fleet and the Isle of Portland, from the north-west over Abbotsbury
Chesil Beach looking north-west from a viewpoint on Portland
A long shot of the same view, showing the Fleet lagoon
Boats on top of the beach at Portland
This view shows the breadth of the beach at the Portland end – solid shingle throughout
Further along, fishermen line up all along the water’s edge
The rake of the beach on the seaward side. It’s much steeper on the landward side.
We sat on a tide-shelf above the waterline – the top stones bone dry, the next layer down wet.
Everyone will be familiar with the gentle swoosh sound of small shingle as the waves come and go. On Chesil Beach, the wave interaction with the large pebbles produces a remarkable clattering and clacking sound that is mesmerising to listen to. Luckily I remembered the video button on my camera, so here’s a very short movie to demonstrate this.
Here is a collection of photos of the stones around us as we sat by the sea. The apparently uniform colouring of the beach from a distance turns out to be a blend of many soft, subtle colours and shades – not least because the stones are of different materials. The geology of the beach would make a good post for another occasion, but not by me!
Close-up of the bottom left corner above
Finally, a reminder of the area’s more turbulent past – a time of press-gangs, blackjacks and daggers swiftly drawn in candlelit taverns. A portland stone plaque in the Church of St George, Portland gives eloquent testimony to an era of lawlessness.
Later, and perhaps in consequence, Portland became the centre of the Knuckleduster-making industry that flourished on the island until the passing of the Prevention of Crime Act 1953, which defined and prohibited “the carrying of offensive weapons without lawful authority or reasonable excuse”. The industry, already in sharp decline in the 1930s, was by then nearly defunct, with only one craftsman still active on Portland. In 2012, a large and elegant sculpture to commemorate this unusual aspect of Portland’s history was installed in a prominent position, commanding a fine view over the the Chesil Beach to Weymouth and the mainland beyond.
The ‘Knuckleduster Memorial’ also marked Weymouth & Portland as the Olympic Sailing venue
* I’m reluctant to endorse the enthusiastic marketing of large swathes of the Dorset seaboard as ‘The Jurassic Coast’. There are fossils in many places. They are fun to look for. More fun to find. Best not to turn it into a Theme Park. I’ll leave it at that.
4 thoughts on “PORTLAND, DORSET (2): CHESIL BEACH & THE FLEET”
Loved the post. It brings back many happy memories. The sound of Chesil beach can be really scary when the sea is rough. I hope the series is going to continue with Church Ope cove and more.
Glad you liked it, Amelia. A by-product of a sunny October day out for some sea air… There will be more, but we weren’t ambitious in our range (partly due to a large fish-based lunch + ancillary essentials). Sorry the truth may have taken a hit towards the end…
Wow, that’s a lot of really fun information! (I love the “maybes” too.) Those sounds are very much like Pebbly Beach on Catalina Island just off the coast of Los Angeles. I like to think of it as the pebbles laughing. It’s such a wonderful, joyful noise! Thank you so much for inviting me over for some relaxation time at the beach. 🙂
I knew you’d appreciate some quality shingle-time! 😎