First 300...

...blips!
It was a beautiful day to go and take my 300th blip. This is at Trusmadoor, a strange place where three valleys meet. Wainwright calls it a Picadilly Circus for sheep. It is below Meal Fell and well worth a visit.
Chloe was obliging about posing with this strange thing round her neck. In case you are wondering I have not taken up dog-showing; the rosette was borrowed from one of my goats. It was won by Violet who will not be needing it as she is now in Cyprus. (Not that she would need it anyway!) Why is she in Cyprus? Well, British goats are very well respected world-wide and are sometimes exported to foreign buyers. Violet was one of a group taken over by my friend Christine.