Bee and thistle:
At a safe(?) distance, and not bothering to worry about the focus, I decided I HAD to have a picture of this bull, despite a fearsome look in his eyes, and a posture that communicated, “I can charge at you, you know:”
As Rosie would say, “I faced my fears,” and also thought/hoped he had enough other interests nearby:
There sure is a lot of road walking on these walks, and the Northumberland Coastal Path, despite its name, goes miles inland more than it is on the coast.
I have eschewed a number of little and not so little side attractions. On the way to St. Abbs, for example, there were the remains of the castle, which, “though spare were dramatic,” and on other days a cave here and there where a saint performed a miracle, and other such diversions. Today’s no-do was a walk out to Holy Island. I thought, “Do I want to walk three miles out and three back on a concrete causeway on which company is car after car whizzing by? No, I do not!” And am I ever glad I made that choice! There is a way to do the walk along sand and in the water, but when (dependent on tides) and how one can cross in this manner is not publicised and what little (negative) information is given makes it seem that unless you have a personal guide especially trained in understanding the intricacies of the water walk, you take your life in your hands and might never be seen again! Most people who visit Holy Island do it out of religious impulse, I think. That St. Cuthbert’s and St. Oswald’s Way begin there is a clue!
Grandma Goes Coastal 
Yes . A very handsome Bull .You slept in ? Are you walking early to avoid the heat ?
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