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Taking the Bull by the Horns

By Jackscott @jackscottbodrum

After a dull, damp winter, the spring has been warm and friendly – pale blue skies and wispy clouds – perfect weather for back-garden BBQs and slow walks along the Wherryman’s Way. Some readers may remember our clash with Daisy, the mad cow last autumn. On the warmest day of the year so far, we decided to return to the scene of our undoing. It was time to finally face our demons.

We took a circuitous route from Chedgrave, through Loddon, past pretty cottages dripping with wisteria and locked-down pubs looking sad in the sun, finally arriving at the riverside clearing at Pye’s Mill.

  • Taking the Bull by the Horns
  • Taking the Bull by the Horns
  • Taking the Bull by the Horns
  • Taking the Bull by the Horns
  • Taking the Bull by the Horns
  • Taking the Bull by the Horns
  • Taking the Bull by the Horns
  • Taking the Bull by the Horns
  • Taking the Bull by the Horns
  • Taking the Bull by the Horns
  • Taking the Bull by the Horns
  • Taking the Bull by the Horns
  • Taking the Bull by the Horns
  • Taking the Bull by the Horns
  • Taking the Bull by the Horns
  • Taking the Bull by the Horns
  • Taking the Bull by the Horns
  • Taking the Bull by the Horns
  • Taking the Bull by the Horns

After a brief stopover for some extra vitamin D and a beef baguette, we girded our loins and wandered into the field where the evil cows graze. Keeping a watery ditch between them and us, we proved that man and beast can live together in perfect harmony, as long as they keep to their side of the moat. Job done and safely home, we chucked a couple of burgers on the grill.

Taking the Bull by the Horns

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