Highland Hunk.

Got home from the gym , did all my washing, had lunch, and then to take full advantage of a dry day we headed to Parc Slip. we knew it was going to be very muddy and boy, was it muddy. We donned our wellies, and set off in search of the Highland cattle. We walked as far as the hide, and we could see them in the far distance.We walked for about thirty minutes and we could see them at the far side of the field. We squeezed through a gap in the hedge and started to take some photos . There were three of them, one brown and two black.We waited for some time and they very slowly started to edge closer to us. The brown one came first, and got fairly close and then got bored and went away. Then the smaller black one came close, and we got some great shots of him. By this time, the big black one with the massive horns decided he wanted to see what we were all about, and this was the end result. What a handsome beast he was .It was a bit like a photoshoot, the way they all came and took turns for us to get the best shots. I was very pleased with the results and it was well worth the wait.