Critiques welcome
It looks like you've been to my old stamping ground in Glasgow: Rouken Glen Park. I used to walk our pooches there sometimes twice a day; I developed a clear track on one of the grassy areas, and realised I'd better change direction now and again as a matter of civic duty.
Good old days, back then; the place was usually deserted in the mornings and straight after lunch, and the animals (only had one at a time, what do you take me for?) would chase thrown branches for hours, and I had the energy to throw branches for hours. It was best in snow, though: nobody else came!
:-(