Ruth Livingstone
My book: Walking the English Coast
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Killer Cows: Killer Cows
A farmers perspective on cattle and walkers
Recently a farmer emailed our group and we felt that he had some useful discussion points that we could empathise with and wanted to share some of his thoughts. Obviously we don’t agree with all of the points but here starts the dialogue. We have always been up for collaboration in our quest to keep […]
On the Bures Dragon hiking loop. Jennifer and her friend remained calm
Incident number: 838 Response ID: 301,224,274 Date: 13.04.24 Location: Bures, Suffolk. Between Smallbridge and Bures Road on the St Stephen’s Chapel, Bures Dragon hiking loop. Jennifer said that two of them had been walking in the above location with no dog. In her words. “Cows came quickly over from the other side of the field, […]
Can We Enjoy a Walk in the Countryside?
You may have heard Adrian Chiles’s radio programme discussing the safety of walking through fields of cattle, if not then head this way – Adrian Chiles – 04/04/2024 – BBC Sounds . Neither the animal behaviourist nor the representative from the NFU on the programme arrived at any conclusions about how we should behave to […]
Tag Archives: Blackwater
25. Tillingham Marshes to Burnham on Crouch
The Dengie peninsula is flat, marshy and has a coastal walk 17 miles in length. I suffer my first serious bout of boredom …. then I see a mirage, a strangely decorated gate and discover an enormous mushroom. Continue reading
23. Maylandsea to Bradwell
The wind is wild and the sea stormy. I meet a venemous, slithery thing. And I grow angry at people who obstruct my right to walk along the sea wall. Continue reading
21. Tollesbury to Maldon
This walk starts under wide, empty skies and follows a meandering, sea bank. What is the story behind the lonely bench in this isolated spot? Later, I meet a semi-naked man, friendly sheep and excited children on bicycles.
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Stage 20. Old Hall Marshes to Tollesbury
Bradwell Power Station looms menacingly on the horizon. There is the threat of rain and strange colour-changing light. My trousers look like an insect graveyard – sticky webs with spiders, flies, butterflies, beetles, ladybirds… Little flies extract their revenge on behalf of the insect kingdom, attacking my upper arms. Continue reading
Ruth's Coastal Walk (UK) 