On the wrong side of the fence

Today the bulls were brought brought into Ciudad Rodrigo by men on horses. They are driven across open countryside, often one or two manage to escape for a while until they are rounded up again. Sometimes the bulls die of exhaustion along the way. But if all goes to plan a few mansos (sort of guide bulls) and 6 fighting bulls trot into town alongside mounted men and make their way to the town's main square. All the while the lads run alongside to prove how brave they are.

We'd agreed to meet some of Maggie's pals because so far as we knew they had a window overlooking the route and we were going to watch the bulls and horses pass from there. But somehow it didn't work like that and this man persuaded me to stand on the wrong side of the fence. Maggie, as you can see is on the correct side of the fence. The video isn't very good, I was concentrating more on clambering up the fence than framing things properly.