OK, well to be more specific. I’m a Herdwick sheep. There’s hundreds of thousands of us Herdwick in Cumbria grazing the high fells – my brothers, sisters, cousins, uncles and aunts, all content to stay on their patch and not to stray.

Not me though – I want more. It’s not a bad life, and the views from my home fell above Little Langdale are spectacular. But I know there’s more out there and I want to find it.

We are very hardy we Herdwicks – we have to be to survive the winters out on the high fells. I’m quite nimble on my feet and with my tough warm fleece I reckon I’m pretty well adapted for the life of adventure.

So I’m saying goodbye to the fells, the farm and the flock, packing my sack and heading for the open road.
You can follow my adventures on Woolly’s Blog.

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