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Killer Cows: Cattle Safety
Ensuring Safety on a Walking Holiday: Cattle Management

We all have a right to walk safely along footpaths, and we can’t predict which cattle will be aggressive.
Andy meets an aggressive group of bullocks

Report 1225 Response ID 328,980,041 Location Footpath between Clwyd gate and farm Plas-y-Nant, nearest large town, Ruthin. Approx grid ref SJ155584, in field just out of woods, exit gate was further obstructed by electric fence. Single walker, no dog, encounters an aggressive group of bullocks Andy’s Report: “Leaving gate from the wood and progressing towards […]
Charged at by cattle

Report 1224 Response ID 328,834,077 Location: Doynton High Street – field off footpath up the steps on the right when leaving the village along the High Street Date 07/03/26 Katie’s report: “I entered the field with my dog on a short lead, I did not see any cows. As I walked into the field and […]
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134 Crackington Haven to Bude
The path plunges down and seems to lead straight off the edge of a cliff. The friendly acorn of the South West Coast Path is set right alongside a warning triangle showing a person plunging to their death. Continue reading
133b Boscastle to Crackington Haven
I’m walking to Cracklington Haven. Ahead are two beaches called The Stranglers and Little Strand, and a rock with a hole through the middle, called Northern Door. Continue reading
133a Tintagel to Boscastle
There is a steep cleft in the coastline, where the Trevillit River has carved a mini-canyon through the rocks. Rocky Valley. Far below, a stream falls in a series of waterfalls towards the sea. Continue reading
132 Tintagel
On Penhallic Point I meet a cyclist and I take his photograph. I thought I had managed a secret snap, but he obviously heard my camera clicking. He calls out and walks back towards me. Oh, no! Is he angry? Continue reading
131 Port Isaac to Trebarwith Strand
This is the most challenging and difficult section of walk I have ever done. By the time I make it to the top, I am sweating and shaking with fear and fatigue. Continue reading
130 Padstow to Port Isaac
Port Quin turns out to be a tiny hamlet, consisting of a winding road, a car park, a slipway and a small collection of houses. My husband’s car is not here. There is no café. It is pouring with rain again. Continue reading
129 Trevone to Padstow
I look to see if I can scramble across the rocks. The water is only three or four feet deep. What if I carried my rucksack on my head and waded across? But I hate soggy boots. What if I carried my socks and boots on my head too? While I am considering this, a dark and angry rain cloud is creeping up behind me. Continue reading
128 Porthcothan to Trevone
Down on Treyarnon Beach, people are setting up for the day. I am always amused by the English custom of erecting windshields and constructing little houses on the sand. Continue reading
127b Mawgan Porth to Porthcothan
And then I am walking above an area whose features read like poetry on my map: Whitestone Cove, Pendarvas Point, Redcove Island, Bedruthan Steps, Queen Bee’s Rock, Diggory’s Island, Pentire Steps.
But it’s not just the names that are beautiful. Continue reading
127a Newquay to Mawgan Porth
I walk above small coves and rocks with wonderful names; Criggers, Lusty Glaze, Wine Cove. I can see all the way up to Dinas Head and The Bull rock, with Trevose Head beyond. The distant rocks of Quies stick out of the sea, looking like great ships. Continue reading

