When picnics go bad!!!!

As the weather was nice and sunny today we decided to have a day out and a picnic and drove to Delemere Forest in Cheshire.  Being a Monday morning it was almost deserted which is just the way we like it. There is a nice walk there down a country track with picture-esqe views of the countryside and sprawling fields to look at.

 

As it was getting towards dinner time we decided to put some coats down and eat the picnic we had brought with us. It was really tranquill, with a nice view,  the sun was out and Mrs R had made her usual trademark superb picnic. I actually quoted when this picture was taken  "it doesnt get any better than this does it!".........well actually!!??

About 50 yards down the track from were we were sat was a cross-roads and as i was lying there i noticed a bull walk up accross the cross-roads and head down the path (away from us at this point).  Assuming there was a farmer somewhere behind i thought i would wind Mrs R up and said there is a bull walking there on its own!!

However the bull turned around and starting walking up the track towards us. At about 40 feet away we both realized that there was no farmer and the bull (a full grown adult)  had obviously escaped...doh. There was no where for us to go especially with a toddler and all our picnic stuff still there. It was one of those situations where you think  "oh shit this could turn nasty".  

With the bull about 20 feet away and closing i quickly ordered Mrs R to pick the boy up and for us to stand very still behind the tree as i knew bulls responded to movement (too much discovery channel!).  So with no other option we stood still behind the tree (seen in the photo above) whilst the bull slowly walked past about 4 ft away from us.  However the boy R thought it funny to make loud moo-ing sounds despite us trying to gag him.  The bull stopped next to us wondering what the sounds where and eyed us up and down (for what seemed like an eternity!!)  but thankfully wasnt too interested in us, and continued to carry on walking up the track.

 Whilst quickly gathering our stuff up i managed to take the above photo, however we werent out the woods yet as the bull made a u-turn and started to walk back. This time we werent hanging around and the boy R was immediately strapped into his buggy and we were off. As we made our escape various farmers and forestry commission workers had obviously been made aware of the bulls escape and were going to deal with it.

"I aint afraid of no bull...moo  moo"  The boy R