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 The gate with the fancy wrought iron is the gate at the top of the brick stairs. It is the entrance to the park. The park is bare and cold, the ground covered in fallen brown and yellow leaves. The paths are partly iced over, the cold of the last few days is taking its toll.

on the shallow gradient up the hill a small dog approaches, a black and white king Charles cavalier type spaniel. The dog is carrying a branch that is twice as long as he is. He is walking ahead of his mistress, a woman puffing and blowing a polite  greeting as she reaches the top of the low hill, with the flat road ahead and the steep path staying to her left. She is not a very fit person, she is overweight as well. Say something to the effect of

"the dog is working hard with that big stick" She laughs between gasps, she says he always does that.

Holding his head high to stop the stick dragging on the ground, the dog looks very proud.

Go on up the hill, all the way to the top. The wooden bridge half way up is the worse for wear, the wood has rotted badly over the last summer. Be careful not to break any struts, all brown and greasy with green moss upon them.

Sit on the bench at the top, and take out the camera. This is an opportunity to see if the addition to the focusing system works.

It works, a one point two X enlargement helps the rangefinder with longer lenses.

Wander on around the park. There are the usual families taking their children out for a Sunday walk.

It is still miserable. Changing the lens on the camera drop a lens cap. A short while later, notice that it is missing. Return, there it is on the ground, nobody stepped on, it is still in one piece.

That was lucky, those lens caps are costly.