Count the bridges!

Out walking with A (in front of us) and Cathaber today near Talybont on Usk, we ended up, after a lovely stroll through the sunshine and glorious views, on the canal, where there seems to have been a bit of a glut of bridge building. The nearest, I have to say, is now nothing more than a series of girders with nothing between (originally part of a railway), but the others are still functional. Canals are great things to walk along: they're flat, there reasonably non-muddy, and there are quite a few pubs. Though as it happened, the pub we ended up at was not on the canal, but it was still glorious.