[my.eyes,your.land]

Wee woolly beasties that were very curious about these strange beings in their long red torpedoes (do cows know what torpedoes are?). I couldn't understand why they were so determined to join us. Eventually, they wandered off as cows do and we went to sleep.

I was awoken abruptly by a long deep snorting sound, followed by the crunching of sticks underfoot and an indescribable slurping sound coming from outside the tent - we were under attack...

OK so it felt like that at 5 o'clock in the morning as the beasties invaded and started eating my socks and slobbering over the kayaks, ever so politely.

Must remember not to camp next to the only stream around for miles...