They eventually moved out of the narrow drive where we couldn't pass, with a bit of coaxing, then when we got them back to the field we discovered they were being looked after by a sizeable black bull. He seemed friendly enough though and let us pass his ladies safely.
Barbara (& Charlie behind the camera) climbing up to Beeston Castle (a bit too much for Betty-Ann's leg).
Another of Betty-Ann's photos. Not sure what took their attention, not us obviously:
And Betty-Ann captured this lovely scene from the front of the boat:
Post prandial cuddle:
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