in my experience, if you're trying to not bring attention to yourself, a dog is fine in a large open access areas where there's no livestock.
but farmers tend to get a little more attentive if you're walking a dog through a field where there's livestock being grazed. dogs and sheep don't always mix well, unless it's the farmer's dog.
it depends on how you come across too. if you're sporting a tracky with a statty straining on the end of a lead, looking like you've never seen the countryside before then you're obviously gonna stick out like a sore thumb.
Sporting a camera/map/raincoat and giving whoever you come across a friendly nod goes a long way, imo.
This morning I woke up feeling uber stressed because i was in the middle of a depressing dream [more of a nightmare really], where I'd gone to my awesome liberty field, and it'd been converted into a fucking race track for horses. The farmer was laughing at me as he watched me desperately try to find my bestest picking spots amongst the hundreds of tourists ... I kept seeing liberties right at people's feet, but not be able to pick them .. and most of the grass had been mowed and looked pristine ... the landscape had completely changed and it didnt make sense, even if I went into a nearby field. I ended up walking miles to the coast and getting lost and wondering around in circles feeling totally unable to get back on track. *shudder*
I need to go and check it out again since it's been a bit colder and wetter the last few days. if anything's happened to it I shall be shedding real tears.
but farmers tend to get a little more attentive if you're walking a dog through a field where there's livestock being grazed. dogs and sheep don't always mix well, unless it's the farmer's dog.
it depends on how you come across too. if you're sporting a tracky with a statty straining on the end of a lead, looking like you've never seen the countryside before then you're obviously gonna stick out like a sore thumb.
Sporting a camera/map/raincoat and giving whoever you come across a friendly nod goes a long way, imo.
This morning I woke up feeling uber stressed because i was in the middle of a depressing dream [more of a nightmare really], where I'd gone to my awesome liberty field, and it'd been converted into a fucking race track for horses. The farmer was laughing at me as he watched me desperately try to find my bestest picking spots amongst the hundreds of tourists ... I kept seeing liberties right at people's feet, but not be able to pick them .. and most of the grass had been mowed and looked pristine ... the landscape had completely changed and it didnt make sense, even if I went into a nearby field. I ended up walking miles to the coast and getting lost and wondering around in circles feeling totally unable to get back on track. *shudder*
I need to go and check it out again since it's been a bit colder and wetter the last few days. if anything's happened to it I shall be shedding real tears.