Lone sheep, lone cloud, high up on Caradon hill. The poor thing was startled by our approach. It's pals had already trotted off down the track, but this poor sheep was trapped behind a barbed wire fence. We watched from a safe distance while it took a few attempts to get back the right side of the wire. The technique seems to be to hurl ones wooly self at the fence until you find a gap, but maybe there's more to it than that... anyway, that gave me just enough time to get the camera set up...