It is always a sad day when the calves are weaned and go off to market. The cows holler and call for their calves, roaming around the fields looking for them after they have gone.
Before we bought our own cows our neighbour used to graze his cattle here in the summer. When it was time for the calves to be weaned he would walk the cows back over to his farm, the calves would go from there to market in a lorry, and the cows would be put on to his own hill again. Several times we woke in the morning the day after the calves had gone to find his cows had made their own way back to Treshnish searching for their calves.
In these photographs the cows are calling for their calves. It was morning and the calves had just gone. By the afternoon they had started drifting off to the other side of the hill park to graze.
