Hey ho, we've been married a week and he called me "fatty" today... But I forgave him, seeing as he lifted me out of the canal (yep, I win the prize for getting my feet wet first!). Next prize is for who bumps their head on one of these barbie-sized canal bridges...
These narrow canals require extra concentration, having someone on bow watch is helpful
So, we reached the heaving metropolis that is Whaley Bridge. Last night we moored in the middle of nowhere peaceful and beautiful, no need for music, just listening to sounds of birds and what we think was the noise of a deer - but it could have been a pig (our nearest neighbours...).
Looking forward to having Mum and Dad come join us for the day tomorrow and a look around Bugsworth Basin.
