Skirting to the right of the hill, the walk proceeded through well grazed pasture land to the penultimate gate, at the base of the short ascent leading to the Frankton plateau.

It was at this point the group had the second encounter with more inquisitive and excitable young bullocks. On this occasion they were quite some distance away, but as usual, once one observes you and moves in a general direction, the rest tend to follow. Of course once one starts to run they all tend to run. The sound of the hooves running at pace can be quite loud, and to some intimidating, if not frightening. It is amazing how they are able to come to a halt just a yard or two

short of the observer. The waving of outstretched arms and loud clapping from one or two of the more experienced walkers clearly does work!

After passing through the top gate, the walk continued for the final half mile along a quiet lane to the departure point at the rear of the Friendly Inn.

Enjoying the hospitality of the pub afterwards, it was nice to reflect upon this lovely two hour walk, and to look forward to the summer ahead.