We trundled on up the lovely Peak Forest canal. I steered the motor, Aaron the butty and Elizabeth worked the bridges. I thought we'd lost her after she swung the bridge at Furness Vale as she didn't wait at the next bridgehole, thinking there might be another swing bridge further up. Luckily she was sensible enough to turn back when she reached the junction of the Bugsworth branch. It's a fascinating place but a bit noisy because of the A6 nearby.
