Ruth Livingstone

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Killer Cows: Cattle Safety
Rachel and crew saved by horses

Report: 1310 Date: 04/09/26 Location: Mount Pleasant, Upton Cheyney, Nr Bristol Cows with calves in the field Small group of walkers with dog on lead Rachel’s Report: “We walked past the cows ( around 30-50) on the footpath slowly, taking a wide birth around them. When we were about 10 metres past them they started […]
Family group with no dog cornered by cattle

Report: 1308 Date: 13/09/26 Location: Old Grange Farm, Longton, Lancs. ///aboard.cornfield.pays Family group with children, no dog Group of bullocks and cows – large beef cattle Worried walker’s Report: “The footpath we were following was shown on OS to go through Old Grange farm near Longton Lancs, but it had been diverted round it, through […]
Kate escapes over a barbed wire fence – 2nd attack in this area

Report: 1307 Date: 13/09/26 Location: High Stool Farm, Flagg, Derbyshire Single walker with dog on a lead Group of beef cattle, bullocks and calves Kate’s report: “I was walking along a public foot path through a field with a stile at either end during a circular route. A bullock started charging and stamping feet, I […]
Tag Archives: coast
101 (part 1) Plymouth
I have misgivings but I dutifully follow the path and find I am in a wide concrete area, marked out in lanes for cars and lorries – a proper full-blown cross-channel ferry port. A dead-end. Continue reading
100. Noss Mayo to Plymouth
Now I am really worried. If I don’t make the last ferry, how will I let my husband know? He is expecting to meet me on Plymouth Hoe at 7pm. Continue reading
99. Stoke Beach to Noss Mayo
Changing maps is always exciting. But here is an incredible milestone. Today I will have passed the 1,000 mile mark on my walk. Devon has been beautiful – but we are nearly in Cornwall! Continue reading
98. River Erme to Stoke Beach
The path heads up a very steep field. The way ahead is barred by two obstructions. Firstly, by a field of bullocks (I don’t like cattle of any sort, and I definitely dislike bullocks). The second obstruction is an electric fence. Continue reading
97. Aveton Gifford to River Erme
My way is blocked by flooded roads. I walk across a squelchy meadow on a mattress of grass, floating on water. If I stop still for too long, I will sink. Forced to detour, I end up walking in the dark. Continue reading
96. Hope Cove to Aveton Gifford
The footpath crosses over a farm track where the mud is incredibly deep and soft and mixed with manure and churned up with animal hoof prints. It is almost impassable. Will I be forced to give up? Continue reading
95. Salcombe to Bolt Tail
It was raining that day – a relentless downpour from low hanging grey clouds. Maybe, I said, it’s not a good idea to walk along Slippery Point in the rain? Continue reading
94. Start Point to Salcombe
The path runs high above the sea, up and down along rocky ledges, and across steep grassy slopes. I am on my own, nobody around, mobile phone not working – what if I twist an ankle or take a tumble? Continue reading
93. Strete, Slapton Sands to Start Point
I had no idea this area of the coast was so beautiful. In fact, I had never heard of Slapton Sands or Beesands before. A couple come puffing up the path ahead of me. “It’s Devon’s best kept secret -don’t tell anyone.” Sorry. Just had to let it slip out on my blog… Continue reading
92. Dartmouth to Blackpool Sands
There are some hunched shapes moving about on the rocky islands. At first, I think some brave fishermen are perched precariously on these spiny outcrops, but I soon realise the shapes are not human, but cormorants. Continue reading

