A mild spring day reminded me of my long term plan for fitness. A walk over Mangere Bridge, with my camera as a reward. I left home with no money and saved myself thinking about stopping at the shop for an ice-cream. Half an hour was all it took. There was evidence of heavy rain overnight. Herons, Pukako, Cormorants, and seagulls were out feeding. I walked over the old bridge, the high tide was stalled on the turn. I was dismayed at the litter of the city, floating and scattered about. There are just too many people living here.