Visiting Westray as a tourist, one thing must strike you; You’re on holiday on someone’s farm. There are beautiful beef steers everywhere. They’re lively, skittish and inquisitive. They run in herds across the open green fields when I cycle past. They come with steaming wet noses to see me when I stop to admire them. To me they’re beautiful and to the farmers they’re valuable. Here’s one which had beautiful eyes.