Loose cows

Today’s ride was an eventful one. As I’m heading down the cycle path, a rider goes by warning me to watch out for cows. 

Struck me as a lite strange as all the fields around there are arable, and there are no live stock farms for a good few miles. 

Round the corner, and bam. Straight into the buisness end of bovine hell. Shitting everywhere. They cleared down to a field containing wheat, trampling it to nothing as they went. On the way back, they seemed to be content to munch their way through the field. There is going to be one very pissed of farmer to deal with later I’d imagine.