Counting seals at Godrevy
“Let’s go and count seals!” It’s not something I get to say every day (although, as we are lucky enough to live near the north Cornish coast, guess I get to say it more than many…).
And off we stride from Driftwood beach chalet. Like children on a bear hunt we pass familiar waymarks… past the Jam Pot cafe, through the Gwithian nature reserve, over the little Red River foot bridge, past the surfer’s car park and Godrevy cafe.
Thirty minutes later we are out at Godrevy head. It’s all owned by the National Trust who do a great job of managing the habitat. To find the seal beach (Mutton Cove) go to the end of the grassy car parking area at up the slope to the right…
We approach quietly. The seals are sensitive and don’t like noises so we’re whispering as we peep over the edge. “How many do you think there will be today?”.
There are around 50-60 today. It’s so hard to count them accurately, as they lie higgle-piggledy, a scatter of beautiful grey black, white and tawney-brown lozenges. Big adult males, smaller females and slender juveniles. On sunny says they roll and scratch and flump in and of of the water, but today in March, late in the afternoon they are lying calmly.