We made our way across the hill and through a field of cows. James does not love cows(*). He tends to think of them as two tons of mobile mayhem... so we picked our way gingerly through these vicious predators and out the other side where we got some nice views across towards South Heighton.
(*) GF would add that he does not love cows either, but he sees them as two tons of prime steak that delivers itself, and come wrapped in a fine leather jacket.
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