Ruth Livingstone
My book: Walking the English Coast
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Killer Cows: Cattle Safety
Pip encounters a dangerous herd on the Welsh Coastal Path
Response ID: 328,436,497 Report number: 1222 Location: Ceredigion Coast Path (part of the Wales Coast Path) between Gwbert & Mwnt Date: 04/02/26 2 walkers, no dog, meet about 40 Welsh Black bullocks Pips report: “On the return stretch of our walk we encountered extremely treacherous terrain and a herd of about 40 Welsh Black bullocks […]
Frightened walker asks “Surely the footpath could be fenced off just like it had been done leading up to this section?”
Incident number:1220 Response ID: 328,248,081 Location: Back Forest Farm, River Dane, near Wincle & DaneBridge, Peak District ///wasps.promote.homelands Date 26/01/26 Single walker, no dog SY’s Report: “I was heading back to DaneBridge/Wincle from Gradbach/Black Forest. I’d walked by Back Forest Farm along the path between their fields and came to a gate/stile. As I crossed […]
This walker was rescued by a kind person from Denston Hall
Incident number: 1218 Response ID: 320,795,463 Date of incident: 29.12.2025 Location: Below Denston Hall, Denston Suffolk Status: Lone walker with dog on lead on PROW L.Cooper’s story “I saw a group of cows ahead and waited to see if they would move. As I couldn’t get past without going near to them I backtracked and […]
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126 Newquay
Convincing myself the rain has slackened, I leave the café and walk towards Towan Head. If the weather had been decent, I would have walked out to the end of the peninsula, but I can’t face it in the lashing rain today. Continue reading
124b St Agnes to Perranporth
Waves roll in, line after line of swelling water, and the sea is crowded with surf boards. Perched high above is an industrial landscape, dotted with the smooth-sided mounds of quarried material and punctuated by chimneys. Continue reading
124a – Portreath to St Agnes Head
It is a lovely August morning. The air is clear and fresh and I fall into an easy rhythm and feel I could walk a hundred miles without tiring. Then I fall off the end of the map… Continue reading
123 Hayle to Portreath
I see this long, wriggly thing on the damp sand. At first I think it is a snake. Then I think it must be an eel. But it has no fins and no apparent gills. In the end I believe it is a slow worm. Continue reading
122 – St Ives to Hayle
Lelant station is lovely. Tubs of flowers, a nice wooden seat, and the place is kept spick and span. Best of all, there is an amazingly beautiful view across the estuary. Sitting here, you wouldn’t care if your train was late. Continue reading
121 Gurnard’s Head to St Ives
I discover a Mermaid’s cove and meet my third adder. The first one was a fully grown male, the second a baby and this one, too, is just a youngster. But still, an adder! Continue reading
120 Botallack to Gurnard’s Head
I leave the path to take a photograph, I find myself plunged into a state of panic. Because of the covering of low bushes and the narrowness of the way, once you step off the path it is impossible to see the path. Is this really the right way? Or am I on a sheep track? Continue reading
119 Land’s End to Botallack
People say that Land’s End is a disappointing place – dominated by a large hotel and shopping complex. The Lizard is more attractive, both in ambience and scenery. But Land’s End is Land’s End and will always have a special significance for long-distance walkers. Continue reading
118 Lamorna to Porthcurno to Land’s End
The poor weather makes me very resentful. The day before yesterday my walk was ruined by pouring rain. Today it is ruined by thick mist. I know this section of the coast line would look very beautiful in clear weather. It is just a shame I can’t see any of the views. Continue reading
116 Porthleven to Praa Sands
I decide to ’embrace the wet’. This sounds like a good mantra. I start reciting it as I march along in my cloudy, wet world. ‘Embrace the wet.’ The path is overgrown. Wet branches lash against my legs. Through gritted teeth I chant, ‘Embrace the wet.’ Continue reading
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