THIS evening wasn’t your usual Tuesday evening. We came home from work as normal, ate tea as normal, and then went hunting for the monster of Burry Port (barnacles to you and me). Yup, you read it right, we went barnacle hunting.
Both me and Stew had read about a “mystery monster” that had washed up on Burry Port beach, which isn’t too far from us, and decided to go for a spin to check them out. It didn’t sound like something you see every day, and we thought the boys might like it.
We weren’t disappointed. It was fab!
We parked up and walked through the trees to get to the beach. Santi was singing “we’re going on a bear hunt” and asking what “barneycles” are, well prepared for the adventure with his wellies on.
As we walked onto the beach we could see some people gathered around what looked like a tree trunk on the sand. From a distance it didn’t look that impressive, but as we got closer we could see how big it was, and how many barnacles were stuck to it. There were thousands and thousands. It was quite a sight.
Ezra was straight in to investigate, throwing sand onto the barnacles and trying to climb on top of them. You could really see how big it was when he stood next to it as the shortest end was up to his waist, and the other side was taller than him. I have no idea how it managed to wash up!
I love how curious he is, although trying to stop him from grabbing the barnacles was a bit of a mission!
This end of the beach is usually quiet, and we’ve been the only ones walking along it on several occasions. Today there were groups of people coming and going the whole time we were there – it was like a new tourist attraction! From reading about it online, we’ve found out that they’re gooseneck barnacles, which apparently are a delicacy, but the smell isn’t too appealing now that they’ve been there a couple of days. It must have been amazing to see them yesterday as the barnacles were still opening and closing.
Ezra lost interest when he saw a dog, and was more than happy to throw a ball for it to chase across the sand. Typical! Santi got distracted when we spotted Stew’s mother and his two older cousins coming to see the barnacles, but it was lovely for him to have a spontaneous play on the sand.
If you’re local to us I’d recommend heading down to see the barnacles at Burry Port beach before they disappear. Park up at the old Carmarthen Bay end of the beach and head through the trees from the path towards the lighthouse. Alternatively, park at the RNLI station, walk down the slipway and turn left onto the beach, Keep walking and you won’t miss it!
Happy barnacle hunting!