Ruth Livingstone

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Killer Cows: Cattle Safety
Miley and his wife have to wade across a stream to escape cattle.

Incident number 1305Date: 30.08.26Site: Public footpath alongside of Egglestone Abbey near Barnard Castle. County Durham.Bull with cows and calves (Comment: very large brown cattle with small horns.)2 walkers with dog on a lead. Miley’s Report: “We were walking from woods towards grasslands alongside Egglestone Abbey. This was the only route back to the gate onto […]
Cows chase walkers AGAIN on Sussex Ouse Valley way

Incident number 1303Date: 31.5.26Site: Between Lewes and Hamsey on the river footpath BN7I dog, on a lead, 2 walkers Description: “Chased by cows on footpath, not for the first time here but very scary. Our dog froze in panic making getting away from cows near impossible.We reported it to the council who have replied saying […]
Cows with calves roaming freely around Hare Hill

Incident number 1301Date: 24.05.26Site: Roughly this: What3words:Punctuate.Otter.Fronted. Near Over Alderley, Hare Hill permissive path. 1 dog on lead, 3 walkers. RH’s report: “We were just walking and suddenly a group of cattle burst out of a field (from nowhere) and moved around us, not charging but getting quite close, agitated and shifting around restlessly with […]
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103 Looe to Polperro
Conditions aren’t good. The wind is fierce and both the sea and landscape are cloaked in grey. Waves roll in, crashing past grey rocks and lashing at the harbour wall. Continue reading
102. Freathy, Portwrinkle to Looe
I come to Tregantle Fort. This is a ‘Danger Area’ on the map and is used as a firing range. The South West Coast path crosses in front and the fort seems eerily silent – the many windows give the impression I am being watched. Continue reading
101 (part 2) Plymouth, Rame Head, Freathy
I am in Cornwall. Don’t think I’ve ever been here before and feel like an explorer standing on the edge of an unknown world. I wonder how difficult the walking will be. Continue reading
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

