I was leaning over a large rock, having just happened on a geocache, which already seemed a bit magical. I heard someone approaching from behind, and realised I was probably going to have to explain what a geocache was, which could be tricky. When I looked around, though, it wasn’t a person. It was a whole herd of highland cattle. The only way out I could see was through them, so I waited with them as they moved (moo-ved?) on a bit, so I wouldn’t startle them. I never want to startle anything with horns like those.