Ruth Livingstone

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Killer Cows: Cattle Safety
It could have ended so badly near Speaks Mill, Hartland

Incident number: 1269 Response ID: 329,908,514 Date of incident: March 3rd 2026 Location: Hartland near Speaks Mill on the SW coastal path Status: Group of walkers with two dogs on a lead on PRoW Dani’s story “Walking along the SW coastal path following an All Trails app trail when we come to a gate with […]
Dodford footpath leading to Bournheath – walker cornered by a mixed herd

Incident number: 1266 Response ID: 329,840,622 Date of incident: 18.06.26 Location: Field adjacent to top of Yarnold Lane, Dodford leading across to Bournheath ( to right hand side as driving out of Dodford Status: Lone walker with dogs on lead onPRoW Sarah’s Story “The cattle approached (they were a mixed herd of Charolais, Hereford, friesian […]
Trapped by cattle on weavers way near Halvergate

Incident number: 1264 Response ID: 329,834,345 Date of incident: 10.06.26 Location: On the Weavers Way footpath, between Stone Road, Halvergate and Berney Arms, shortly before the railway line. Status: Lone walker with no dog on PRoW RW’s story “I was walking on the path across the marshes, following the Weavers Way path. A group of […]
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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
94. Start Point to Salcombe
The path runs high above the sea, up and down along rocky ledges, and across steep grassy slopes. I am on my own, nobody around, mobile phone not working – what if I twist an ankle or take a tumble? Continue reading
93. Strete, Slapton Sands to Start Point
I had no idea this area of the coast was so beautiful. In fact, I had never heard of Slapton Sands or Beesands before. A couple come puffing up the path ahead of me. “It’s Devon’s best kept secret -don’t tell anyone.” Sorry. Just had to let it slip out on my blog… Continue reading
92. Dartmouth to Blackpool Sands
There are some hunched shapes moving about on the rocky islands. At first, I think some brave fishermen are perched precariously on these spiny outcrops, but I soon realise the shapes are not human, but cormorants. Continue reading
91. Brixham to Kingswear to Dartmouth
I meet nobody else for the next hour and a half. Compared to the crowded paths around Weymouth and the busy Lulworth Cove, where there were hundreds of people, this is bliss – and it is exactly what I imagined coast walking to be like. Continue reading
90. Paignton to Brixham
The seagull waits and watches carefully until the fish is removed from the hook. Then, in one quick swoop, it flies down to seize the fish from the man’s hands. ‘Oy,’ comes the shout, ‘the bird took my fish!’
89. Torquay to Paignton
Expecting concrete promenades in Torquay, I left my walking poles behind. But I find myself in a beautiful and natural landscape. I walk through old woodlands and pass spectacular red-sand beaches. Then it starts raining… Continue reading
88. Dawlish through Teignmouth to Torquay
I find myself scrambling up a steep, muddy path. Arriving at the top, gasping for breath, I discover I have travelled less than a 100 yards from where I started my descent. And it took me over 10 minutes.
Is this some sort of cruel joke?
Continue reading
87. Dawlish Warren to Dawlish
The tide is high and fierce. Grey waves crash up against the sea wall as the train trundles by, just a few feet from the lashing spray.

