Way pasta your bedtime!
Fox poo it is!![]()
Daft as it sounds, old Runningfox was caught in a fox snare on Easter Monday! I was running down a wallside across the moor, on Open Access land, when I was brought to earth with a horrendous thud, wrenching my knee and twisting my back. Luckily, the snare tightened round the top of my shoe. If my foot had passed through the loop and it had whipped tight around my achilles tendon it could have proved very nasty indeed. Not far away was a sheep with twin lambs which could have been caught in the darn thing.
A short time ago, on one of my runs, I came across as many as ten of these fox snares, mostly set in sheep 'trods' or in vehicle tracks where people and sheep walk - and where I run. It's not on!!!
First swift of the year spotted today on the way to Horton!![]()