Ruth Livingstone
My book: Walking the English Coast
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Killer Cows: Cattle Safety
Are cows becoming more aggressive?
Incident number: 1261 Response ID: 329,818,362 Date of incident: 15.06.26 Location: Fields near Tackley in Oxfordshire heading towards the canal path Status: Group of walkers (3-5) with no dogs on PROW Liz’s story “We entered a field with about 50 cows (A group of heifers) at the far end of the field. They rushed over […]
Letting go of his dog probably saved Michael’s life
Report 1259, Response ID 329,768,059, Single walker and dog, group of cows with calves and a bull 6/6/26 Location: Between Blore & Thorpe, Ashbourne on the Staffordshire/Derbyshire border. On a bridle path between Coldwall Bridge and Coldwell Farm. The Limestone Way runs through the field as well as another public right of way. What three […]
Cows used our dog as a football
Report 1256 Response ID 329,756,083 17/5/26 2 people and dogs Location: Staplehay, Trull Somerset, Spearcey Farm SW’s report: It’s a public footpath with 2 adjoining fields, with a river on one side, which the cows also access regularly. As we entered the second field we immediately noticed that there were 2 or 3 calves with […]
Author Archives: Ruth Livingstone
227 Porthor to Morfa
Mud, mud and more mud. Also glorious little coves and deserted cliffs. Shame about the howling gale. Continue reading
226 Aberdaron to Porthor
The tip of the Llyn Peninsula is wild and beautiful. But do the whistling sands really whistle? Continue reading
225 Hell’s Mouth to Aberdaron
I have trouble with the buses, trudge through mud and stumble over dead lambs. But the views are wonderful. Continue reading
224 Abersoch to Hell’s Mouth
Why is this beach called Hell’s Mouth? I find out later… Continue reading
223 Pwllheli to Abersoch
I get on the wrong bus, meet monster trucks, and fill my pockets with pebbles. Continue reading
222 Criccieth to Pwllheli
I meet lambs in plastic jackets and a mud-splattered Bear Grylls, before ending up in Wetherspoon’s. Continue reading
221pm Portmeirion, Porthmadog to Criccieth
In the golden light of the afternoon, everything – including the tracks – is coloured russet and tinted with gold. It’s beautiful and slightly surreal, like something out of the American west. Continue reading
221am Penrhyndeudraeth to Portmeirion
Fake Italian architecture and a dogs’ graveyard. I expected to find it all rather twee, but actually I found it to be delightful, if ever-so-slightly bonkers. Continue reading
220 Llanbedr, Harlech to Penrhyndeudraeth
An interesting day full of unexpected twists. I walk along sunny sands under a horizon of snow-capped mountains. I find a lost shoe, meet enormous sheep, and negotiate 7 separate railway crossings. Continue reading
219 Llanaber to Llanbedr
After two days of glorious walking, I guess I shouldn’t complain. This was a funny old day. Nothing went quite as planned. Continue reading
Ruth's Coastal Walk (UK) 