Cows, cows everywhere

Is it just my imagination or are cows taking over the moor?

Everywhere i've been over the last few weeks, there's been absolutely loads of them.

Tina

You are probably right - coming upto the beef burger season - pass the relish

I came across a few last week around Littaford/Longaford Tors but for me it was mostly sheep and lambs!

"Mooove over" said the cows.........................."barrrl**ks" said the sheep!

Dizzy

lol both of you

Pass the mint sauce then!!

perhaps they're taking over the world, we'd never suspect a cow

SORRY

The hills are alive with the sound of MOO SICK

SORRY AGAIN could not resist good day at the office

yes we walked through a herd when we came down from LMT, there where a few hiding in the grass, yes I said hiding. took a few photies because you dont get that close to any animal that size in town!

Editted bit added on.....
There was a farmer on the radio the day before talking about walkers and cattle and he was explaining that sheep will run away from you as will most cows it is the young bullocks who being young are curious and will come walking towards you to see what YOU are. It is at this point most people think they are chasing them or being attacked and start to run in the opposite direction. The bullock appears to think this is fun and starts running after you and so on.

That would explain the incident a group of us had in Poole years ago on an outward bound course.... thats another story.

Do tell Number 70

Go on, I'm sitting comfortably

We where a group of 18 year old apprentices who had been sent down from Cheshire to Poole for a weeks adventure training. Most of us had probably never come face to face with a cow or been any where near one.

Mid way thro the week we had a 10 mile hike to do, along the route we where specifically told that we had to follow the foot path for an extra mile or so around several fields and not go down the hill (which if I remember was about 45 degrees) and across the field at the bottom which did not have any footpaths on it, as they where fed up with getting phone calls from the farmer complaining.

We stopped for dinner at the top of the hill to enjoy the view across Poole. A discussion broke out about the route and I found myself and the rest of the group having passed over the rucksacs etc. climbing thro a barb wire fence. We where all strolling across this field which had a bit of a blind spot in it around the corner of a hedge, when the lead person spotted a herd of cows round the corner, they spotted us and
started moving towards us.

Everyone was calm until one of the group bottled it, so now you have a group of lads running across a field trying to take their rucsacks off and climb thro another barb wire fence before the cows reached us.

Then we heard someone laughing, then shouting at us to carry on walking towards him, it was the farmer sat on the gate who had been sitting there since we entered the field. We denied all knowledge of being from this particular adventure centre even though the name was all over the rucsacs.

Two years later I went back and got the same route, but this time I convinced them to walk round

Great story Number 70

I'm always very wary of cows, especially after the cow man at the farm down the road said that he wouldn't trust animals that ran wild on the Moor for half the year and would go around if possible if he met a herd.