Once upon a time one of the biggest fears Tim and I had when out and about walking was meeting cattle. We would scramble across stiles and edge our way around fields.
So many stories of walkers being chased or worse, trampled, when crossing fields played on our minds.
However, over the many years of walking, we have only once been really scared. That was up in the Lake District when we had no where to go and a herd was heading along the same path as us. We escaped up a steep rocky bank and they passed by. Mooing loudly as they went!
Be careful if you have a dog and be respectful if they have young and you shouldn’t really have any problems.
Here are a few photos which show how brave we have managed to get.
Best of all are the Highland cattle. Surprisingly at home in Norfolk and Cornwall.