One of life’s little adaptations

Planned to go to the Englischer Garten today with a picnic, and sit in the blazing sun by the Schwarbinger Bach with the rest of the proletariat and their dog.
En route, a brief moment of agreement and we turned around and headed for the quiet sanctuary and altogether more civilised experience of the River Isar further upstream near Mintraching (under the flight path of Munich Airport).
A well supervised meal (see extras) and a nice session of plane spotting was had by all.