Ruth Livingstone
My book: Walking the English Coast
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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: scotland
401pm Roshven to Lochailort
I walk along a beautiful road and discover an open pub! Continue reading
401am Glenuig to Roshven
I meet a confused wanderer, and reach the shore of Loch Ailort. Continue reading
400 Kinlochmoidart to Glenuig
A day of drizzle and disappointment. Continue reading
399 Ardmolich to Kinlochmoidart
I visit the bustling metropolis of Kinlochmoidart. Continue reading
398 Silver Walk and Ardmolich
A wonderful walk along Loch Moidart. Continue reading
397pm Castle Tioram and Silver Walk
I discover the beautiful Silver Walk, and discover my map has mislead me. Continue reading
396pm Ardtoe to Shiel Bridge
I pick up another lost dog, and get confused by duplicate place names. Continue reading
394 Ockle to Singing Sands (Gortenfern)
The landscape ahead is a messy jumble. Rocky fingers reach out into the water like a giant set of talons. Continue reading
393 Achateny to Kilmory and Ockle
I stroll along the road to Ockle. Continue reading
392 Port Eigin-aig to Achateny
I tramp across a boggy landscape. Like Frodo through Mordor. Continue reading
