This is not a DNF - more of a DNDL (Did not dare look). As we walked through the field of cows, one or two of them were looking very interested in us - not in a nice way.. We then spotted a lady who turned out to be a farmer, on the other side of the wall. "Can you pick your dog up" she said, "and hop over this wall?" We readily agreed as she then went on to tell us not to worry about the bull who was approaching. "The black one's the worst" she said. "that one, there, who's coming towards you"! She then advised us to hurry up as "it was better than getting knocked down, wasn't it". We certainly thought so, as we ran off with Cassiedeog in Peter's arms. It was only after we'd climbed over the stile and got out of the field, that we realised that the cache was 200 feet behind us! The friendly old farmer lady was making her way across the field to have a chat. She asked us what we were doing, and after telling her of our walk, she said "Are you mad?" ...We rather think we are.