The best laid plans...
I had my day all planned out. Feed some lambs, drive out an old road and use the spotting scope to try to locate some of my missing (I use the term loosely) sheep, then drive to the other side of the bog and walk about 12km through the lakes.
I got as far as driving out the old road and using the spotting scope.
Just as I was leaving my perch to walk back to the car I heard a cow looing. Off I went to investigate and this is what I found.
She had attempted to cross "quaking bog" from one hillock to another. Looks like she got into trouble almost imme