Beach Buoy went to the beach alone.
It was as dark.
With the aid of two torches, he collected five suitable stones.
Plenty of Stars on show.
The Wind Turbine Yard beyond the dunes.
Beach Buoy continued south.
He headed to the water's edge.
Stars still on show.
He continued south.
The North.
There was some light on show.
A man and his dog headed north.
Beach Buoy walked the low level route.
He added two sturdy stones to the sea defence.
"Morning Mate."
With aid of torches, he patted
THE
stone.
He topped up the wildlife water bowl.
He scattered some seeds.
He had a short stand and a think.
"See you mate."
Back along the low level route.
Back on the beach, he could ses The Sea Serpent surface in the half light.
Lots of areas of beach-trapped water.
He headed north.
There were many fairly deep gulleys running along ahead of him.
The first Crow of the morning flew towards him with open swings,like an old friend.
Maybe they were now?
It landed nearby.
"Do you want some breakfast?"
Beach Buoy knew the answer.
He scattered some seeds for the bird.
The random pipe was well exposed.
Lots of sand had gone.
It is well over a metre high.
At times it has been fully buried by the beach sand.
As he passed by, he wondered how long it would be before it was weak enough for someone to pull on and lay it down?
Maybe not in his lifetime?
What looked like an old sewer pipe had been exposed.
The corogated Stella in the distance is seen at times.
Beach Buoy can't remember ever seeing the sewer pipe.
More evidence of the drop in sand level at this part of the beach.
Another view.
And again.
Photographer at the Wreck.
Beach Buoy had intended going to it too.
He decided to leave it to the photographer.
After all, he had a tripod!
He headed to the Esplanade.
Two Hopeful Crows had followed him.
The optimism was rewarded.
He placed a handful of seed on The Esplanade Wall for them.
BEACH BUOY
