Long-horned cows and their calves across the footpath
The footpath between Fulling Mill Farm (in the distance) and Broughton Castle...and me doing a 'I am your friend...aren't you a pretty lady' one sided cow conversation all the way.
Luckily they were as docile as their reputation, but it was still a little nerve racking as they all started to walk towards me as I approached. This is a view looking back to about half the herd after I'd passed them when I felt it was safe to point a camera at them!
The last encounter was with a particularly large cow on its own behind the hedge at the edge of the field, bellowing at the top of its lungs. It wanted to join the rest of the herd and we both needed to use the same gap in the hedge in opposite directions...I waited until it lumbered through giving me irritated looks.
Long-horned cows and their calves across the footpath
The footpath between Fulling Mill Farm (in the distance) and Broughton Castle...and me doing a 'I am your friend...aren't you a pretty lady' one sided cow conversation all the way.
Luckily they were as docile as their reputation, but it was still a little nerve racking as they all started to walk towards me as I approached. This is a view looking back to about half the herd after I'd passed them when I felt it was safe to point a camera at them!
The last encounter was with a particularly large cow on its own behind the hedge at the edge of the field, bellowing at the top of its lungs. It wanted to join the rest of the herd and we both needed to use the same gap in the hedge in opposite directions...I waited until it lumbered through giving me irritated looks.