A Case of Mistaken Identity

The problem with having a Land Rover is that when you park up somewhere like Loch na Keal, the sheep assume that you've brought them food as the local farmers also use Defenders. Today I didn't even have time to switch off the engine before I was surrounded by lots of hungry livestock who had cantered towards me from the shore and the hills. I felt particularly sorry for one sheep who turned up some time after the others - I saw him cresting the hill about 100m down the road, running towards me, only to be disappointed.