A single flower

Wednesday 27th November 2024, Helmeth Hill

First things first.

Our scheduled visit to Long Covert, Dudmaston on 20th November was cancelled as the snow that fell on the previous day would have made the conditions too hazardous, even for us. The decision was vindicated when more snow fell overnight making the conditions even worse.

So, raring to go after this enforced lay-off we journeyed towards Helmeth Hill, which lies to the east of Church Stretton and is a neighbour of Caer Caradoc and Hope Bowdler Hill.

A dank, hazy, dismal day greeted us as we parked in a lay-by close to the path that led to the hill. The lay-by is normally quite busy, as it is used by walkers of the hills round about, but on this day it was almost unoccupied as the walkers reacted to the weather and stayed away.

When we arrived an outcrop of rock on Hope Bowdler was barely visible. But as we got ourselves ready it had cleared a little.

There is a short, rising walk from the lay-by to Helmeth Hill. This was taken at a decent pace, for us, with most people resisting the temptation to check the hedgerows and other vegetation on the way.

Crossing a field from the path we then struggled over a very high stile into the woodland that cloaks the hill.

We were welcomed!

At least we knew we were in the correct place!

And we set about our “work”.

A patch of Polytrichum was spotted and sampled but did not yield a Snow flea. (No other Polytrichum was found during the day, so our search for the first of the season goes on.)

We did however find our favourite wasp.

Callitula pyrrhogaster.

Photograph: John Martin

Delving deeper into the wood we located a Hawthorn shieldbug in a holly.

And tucked away in a crevice in some tree bark was a hibernating Common wasp.

Photograph: Neil Nash

Finding invertebrates proved to be very difficult. It was through our use of suctions samplers that we found most of what we did.

One such find was the beetle, Tetratoma desmarestii.

Photograph: John Martin

The paths within the woodland appear to consist of a circular path around the circumference of the hill and one that takes you over the summit. We had progressed to a decision point – round or up?

We chose up, following the path, that would lead to the top.

As we rose the woodland seemed to thin out a little and there was more space for the ground flora to develop.

Just off the path we noticed a Common earthball.

Photograph: John Martin

And a slime mould.

Photograph: Neil Nash

The path paused in its relentless rise for a few yards and we took advantage of a small clearing to settle down to lunch. As we lunched the clouds started to break up and we were treated the occasional burst of sunlight and the little warmth it generated.

Lunch over we continued our ascent.

We noticed that many of the trees in this area were multi-stemmed, possibly as a result of coppicing many years earlier.

At some stage during the day we found this beetle, Phosphuga atrata, trying to ignore the outside world.

Photograph: Neil Nash

At last we reached the summit.

Some decided to have a sit down to recover from the effort!

Others ventured over the other side.

I continued along the path for a while to where I could get a reasonable view of Caer Caradoc.

As I returned I noticed a single flower putting on a brave face in the adverse conditions, a Red campion.

When I reached the group at the summit, I found that they had not been idle, discovering a tiny beetle under some bark, a Rhizophagus species.

Photograph: John Martin

And a couple of spotted snake millipedes, Blaniulus guttulatus.

Photograph: John Martin

The cold was now penetrating our many layers so we decided to return from whence we had come, making the descent in considerably less time than it had taken for the ascent.

But for good measure a final suction sample was taken.

As the sun was now blazing down from a cloudless sky, the sample was taken into the neighbouring field for inspection, to absorb the solar energy the sun was providing (which was very little, but every little helps).

Having satisfied ourselves that there was nothing further to find in the tray we continued, out of the field, down the track and back to the cars.

Looking back from the lay-by to outcrop of rock on Hope Bowdler it was clear how the conditions had changed over the day.

My thanks to the Woodland Trust for granting us permission to do what we enjoy doing, and to the photographers for their excellent images and allowing me to use them in this report.