Ruth Livingstone
My book: Walking the English Coast
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Killer Cows: Cattle Safety
Normal route, same cows – this time was dangerous
Report Number: 1315Date: 29/09/26Location: South Mundham at the bottom of Fisher Lane, West SussexGroup of black and white cattle, single walker with dog on lead Alice’s Report: “As I was walking on the path towards the exit of the field the cows were a fair distance from me. I have walked this route many times […]
3 incidents – Different counties, different cattle, with and without dog
Each report below details a moment when walkers proceeding along public footpaths were confronted by cattle. Each must be regarded as a near miss as any close encounter can cause awful injuries. Nicky dropped the lead when the bullocks charged and they ran after the dog allowing her to escape unharmed. Matt was chased by […]
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 […]
Tag Archives: travel
388 (afternoon) Borrowdale to Glenmore
I pass a distillery, eat cake in a café, and climb up Silver Hill. Continue reading
388 Salen to Glenborrodale
I fall in love with Loch Sunart, again. Continue reading
387 pm Strontian to Salen
The road goes on and on, and up and down, and on and on. Continue reading
387am Strontian to Salen
I spot a couple of white-tailed birds, and prove I’ll never be a wildlife photographer. Continue reading
386 Laudale House to Strontian
I walk along a serene Loch Sunart, and spot a sea otter. Continue reading
385pm Kinlochteacuis to Laudale House
I walk along the shore of beautiful Loch Sunart, and worry about getting back to my car before darkness falls. Continue reading
385am Kinlochteacuis to Laudale House
I start out on a long, hard walk, and am warned to look out for seagulls. Continue reading
384 Doirlinn (almost) to Kinlochteacuis
A day of highs and lows, when I’m forced to break my rule number 3. Continue reading
383 Drimnin to Doirlinn
I follow the track through a bleak landscape, haunted by the ghosts of victims of the clearances. Continue reading
382 Wishing Stone to Drimnin
I walk a lonely road to Drimnin, and pick up a temporary companion. Continue reading
