Day 194: - Wrong Side of the Tracks

We arrived at the park at 8am and it was still dark. The fog made it very gloomy and I had some concerns for my personal safety - but never fear, I had my trusty guard dog at my side ready to lick any would-be mugger into submission. 

I latched onto a fellow dog walker and we put the world to rights as we walked around. By the time I left it was about as light as it will get today. 

Thank you for the insomnia sympathy - slightly better night last night, so I am only about a 6 on the zombie scale today.