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Rare sea Warty Doris slug photographed in Studland Bay
Rare sea Warty Doris slug photographed in Studland Bay

BBC News

time6 days ago

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Rare sea Warty Doris slug photographed in Studland Bay

Spotting a rare sea slug in UK waters was "absolutely incredible" says an underwater Munn from Swanage, Dorset, captured the Warty Doris near Old Harry's Rocks in Studland Bay earlier this ocean lover who volunteers with Seasearch, a project led by the Marine Conservation Society, said she was "so excited" and had to "do a double take".The slug is usually found off France, Belgium and Spain, and in the waters of the Mediterranean, Adriatic and west Atlantic. Seasearch and Dorset Wildlife Trust confirmed that Ms Munn's discovery was the species of nudibranch, which gets it name from the warts all over its body. "It's normally associated with warmer waters so it's possibly an indicator of climate change," Ms Munn said there were quite a few of the bright yellow and orange creatures, which can range in length from 30mm to 70mm."It actually breathes through it's bottom so it's quite a cute species," she environmentalist was also able to capture an image of the brightly coloured Warty Doris eggcase, which the slug's use to protect their eggs. Ms Munn fell in love with the ocean after she used swimming and snorkelling to aid her recovery following a series of car said she is out exploring and snorkelling along Dorset's coastline on a daily blogs her findings, in the hope that it will inspire others to make new discoveries in the local waters."I just want to raise awareness of the marine life that we can find around here and how colourful and beautiful it is," she said. You can follow BBC Dorset on Facebook, X (Twitter), or Instagram.

Rare seahorse numbers reach post-pandemic high
Rare seahorse numbers reach post-pandemic high

Yahoo

time04-07-2025

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Rare seahorse numbers reach post-pandemic high

Conservationists working to protect a population of seahorses off the Dorset coast have counted the highest number of the creatures since the Covid pandemic. The absence of boats and people in Studland Bay during lockdown meant seahorse numbers peaked in 2020 but quickly diminished when restrictions were eased. Volunteers regularly monitor the habitat to assess the impact of eco-moorings, which have been installed to stop boat anchors damaging the seagrass habitat. The Seahorse Trust said the latest survey had recorded 17 of the creatures on the seabed. Neil Garrick-Maidment of the Seahorse Trust said: "It is fantastic news that we found so many. "Half were males and most of them were pregnant, so it shows the eco-moorings are working. "There is still a long way to go in protecting this amazing site, and the seahorses on it, but we are going in the right direction." Seahorses are legally protected by law, and anyone looking for them - either snorkelling or diving - requires a licence. Immediately after the Covid lockdown, one official dive counted 21 seahorses. Mr Garrick-Maidment said: "We worked out that the site was holding 46 seahorses then but sadly, within weeks of lockdown unlocking, the seahorses were gone." The eco-moorings installed by the Seahorse Trust, Boatfolk and the Studland Bay Marine Partnership cost about £100,000 a year to maintain. Boat users pay £7.50 to moor there for four hours, or £15 for 24 hours, or £150 for a seasonal pass. There is also an option to pay more to help support the conservation work. The trust is also appealing for donations to install more moorings. You can follow BBC Dorset on Facebook, X (Twitter), or Instagram. Breeding seahorses delay harbour wall repairs Giant seahorse find 'one of biggest ever recorded' Eco-moorings to protect seahorses set to double The Seahorse Trust Boatfolk - eco-mooring

Seahorse numbers in Studland Bay reach post-pandemic high
Seahorse numbers in Studland Bay reach post-pandemic high

BBC News

time04-07-2025

  • BBC News

Seahorse numbers in Studland Bay reach post-pandemic high

Conservationists working to protect a population of seahorses off the Dorset coast have counted the highest number of the creatures since the Covid absence of boats and people in Studland Bay during lockdown meant seahorse numbers peaked in 2020 but quickly diminished when restrictions were regularly monitor the habitat to assess the impact of eco-moorings, which have been installed to stop boat anchors damaging the seagrass Seahorse Trust said the latest survey had recorded 17 of the creatures on the seabed. Neil Garrick-Maidment of the Seahorse Trust said: "It is fantastic news that we found so many. "Half were males and most of them were pregnant, so it shows the eco-moorings are working."There is still a long way to go in protecting this amazing site, and the seahorses on it, but we are going in the right direction."Seahorses are legally protected by law, and anyone looking for them - either snorkelling or diving - requires a after the Covid lockdown, one official dive counted 21 seahorses. Mr Garrick-Maidment said: "We worked out that the site was holding 46 seahorses then but sadly, within weeks of lockdown unlocking, the seahorses were gone."The eco-moorings installed by the Seahorse Trust, Boatfolk and the Studland Bay Marine Partnership cost about £100,000 a year to users pay £7.50 to moor there for four hours, or £15 for 24 hours, or £150 for a seasonal pass. There is also an option to pay more to help support the conservation trust is also appealing for donations to install more moorings. You can follow BBC Dorset on Facebook, X (Twitter), or Instagram.

Simon Reeve: I was a suicidal teen. This advice changed my life
Simon Reeve: I was a suicidal teen. This advice changed my life

Yahoo

time19-05-2025

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Simon Reeve: I was a suicidal teen. This advice changed my life

Born in Hammersmith in 1972, Simon Reeve had a turbulent childhood and left school with one GCSE. Aged 17, he considered suicide before taking a job as a postboy at The Sunday Times, where he started assisting the investigations team. His 1998 book The New Jackals, investigating the 1993 World Trade Centre bombing, led to work as a travel documentary maker and since 2003, he has travelled the world exploring some of the most dangerous and inhospitable countries. He lives on Dartmoor with his wife Anya and their 13-year-old son Jake. The joy of winning a sandcastle competition on Studland Beach in Dorset when I was about seven or eight. My brother and I and our friend Colin carved this amazing car from sand and we won a choc ice each for our efforts. Studland Bay and those early holidays there still hold a very special place in my heart. It gave me roots and it's a place I still visit today with my own family. It's a bit of a place of pilgrimage for me. The day my son Jake was born. I'd been told by doctors that I was infertile and that my sperm were deformed, which I thought was a bit strong. It was a hammer blow, but I went on a massive health drive and changed my diet and lifestyle dramatically and stopped eating anything that was fun. Over a period of time my wife and I managed to pull it back and my sperm went from being deformed to being viable. By the moment Jake was born, we'd both been through the wringer and although I might not have immediately said, 'you don't know the trouble we've been through to bring you into the world', I might have mentioned it once or twice since. When the KGB decided to release us in the middle of the night in Transnistria. We'd been captured by them on the border between Ukraine and Moldova because we'd been creeping through some bushes trying to film a secret Russian military base and they were holding us in their cells. It was looking pretty tricky. But then I told our fixer that my family's only claim to fame is that my mum reckoned we were distantly related to Sir Christopher Wren. This somehow got translated by the fixer to the KGB that we were in fact minor aristocracy and in some way related to the Queen – and it would bring terrible shame on Transnistria if we weren't released. So the KGB Colonel then jumped out of bed in his pyjamas, and said: 'I'm sorry, there's been a terrible mistake, you're free to go.' It was all very exciting in a very Boy's Own way, especially as it wasn't uncommon for people to get 'lost' in the system there. I'm quite good at wading through lots of information and picking out salient points. That is really useful professionally, but it's also pretty vital personally as a father when you've got to trawl endless review sites to find out which pair of inner soles to buy for your child's trainers. I'm good at sorting the wheat from the chaff. Taking my job as a postboy on The Sunday Times shortly after a long period where I'd almost lost hope of ever doing anything constructive with my life. At the time I was suffering a lot of mental health issues. I'd flunked out of school. I had no qualifications. I had no girlfriend, no ambition, no job, no bloody hope. I saw this advert, and something clicked. It was the bottom rung of the ladder, but it was something I could potentially do, and gradually things started to change. I went from being a suicidal teenager to being a junior cub researcher, and then worked my way up to become, when I left, the deputy night editor. Prior to that job I was in a bad way and was on the edge of a bridge at one point, and my brother persuaded me to go and sign on, and the woman at the DHS counter just said: 'Don't think too far ahead. Take things slowly. Take things step by step.' I clung to those words, and they pierced my negative bubble. I interpreted them to mean: 'Don't set yourself unachievable goals. Break things down into component parts', and it transformed me. It enabled me to get a job, to start my life and to become an adult. Being clamped down to a bed and being given a lumbar puncture injection into my spine. I just remember pain, pain and more pain. It took four or five people to hold me down as I was thrashing about so much. It was horrendous. I think I'd contracted meningitis, although I've sort of detached the reason for the injection from the actual memory of the pain. It doesn't get any worse than wanting to take your own life and that's what I wanted to do on several occasions in my teens when I'd hit rock bottom. We were having a lot of problems at home, and I was having teenage angst with bells on. I couldn't hack school. I had no confidence. I'd gone from being a naughty 10 or 11-year-old boy to being out with my little gang, causing trouble, setting fires, getting into scrapes, being chased by the police and making petrol bombs – proper naughty stuff. By the time I got to 16 I was really struggling. I'd been carrying a big Rambo knife into school, and I was drinking too much. I'd go to the pub at lunchtime and when I was sitting my first exam I was so overwhelmed by fear and panic I fled and never went back. I was totally lost and found myself on a bridge by the A40 holding onto the railings on the wrong side and I can't really explain why I stepped back, but I did. I went home. I cried myself to sleep again and then, soon after, that advice from the job centre arrived and my road to recovery began. I remember being around the back of Ealing Broadway Shopping Centre. I'd just set off a small homemade bomb underneath a CCTV camera. We were letting off these thick, homemade, customised fireworks, and a policeman came out and, in slow motion, the firework curled and coiled along the ground and hit him. And I didn't feel, 'yeah, I'm gonna get a copper'. I felt like, 'Oh my God'. Police cars swamped the scene and we ran, and somehow didn't get caught. Looking back on my behaviour now I just don't think I understood consequences. I have sympathy for the kid I was then so I'm not judgemental about the people I meet. I'm more able to recognise that lots of people can make the wrong decisions. That's not to condone it at all but I know bad people can do good things and good people can do bad things. It's not clear cut. It's a spectrum. Even wholesome little kids can do terrible things. I'm immature and grumpy and a bit stroppy. It manifests itself quite regularly but luckily my family just take the mickey out of me if I'm sulking. It's not something I'm proud of. Generally, if I walk away from situations, I'll very quickly realise I'm being a d---, and I'll go back and say, 'I'm sorry for getting worked up about that', and I apologise. Almost every financial decision I've ever taken. I'm really hopeless with investing. There are a couple of times I've tried over the years, and it's not gone well. My friends have gone, 'Oh, you should put some money into this Tech share', and I wish I'd just said, 'Don't do it, Simon, for God's sake, don't do it'. Simon Reeve's To The Ends Of The Earth tour will be visiting cities across the UK throughout May 2025 and May 2026. Tickets are available here. Scandinavia With Simon Reeve starts at 9pm on Sunday 18 May on BBC Two. Broaden your horizons with award-winning British journalism. Try The Telegraph free for 1 month with unlimited access to our award-winning website, exclusive app, money-saving offers and more.

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