On a secondary road in the Lake District.
He moved his sheep a few hundred yards along the road while we followed him in our car. Until he had his sheep across the bridge he stayed in the middle of the road. He did not look back at us, change his pace, or in any way acknowledge our presence until he was done.
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That's dedication!
And whoa, such beautiful landscapes. Again. :D
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