A Walk Down Porter Brook, Sheffield

As soon as we walked down the hill from where we had parked the car into the wooded valley of the River Porter, I recognised Forge Dam from my college years in the late 1960s and slightly more recently when my brother and I rode here from our campsite in Derbyshire perhaps 30 years ago now.  From the busy cafe at Forge Dam we wandered down the valley nearly to Endcliffe Park where we were tempted by coffee and almond croissant before walking back up.  I was delighted to find dipper, grey wagtail and mandarin duck.