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| A day off... Funeral to go to. Beach Buoy rose early and headed for the beach around 7 a.m. with one dog for company. Two Cyclists came along the Promenade in Colourful Clothing and flashing lights. They reached the Dead End at the South End of the prom. They turned to face North; stopped to chat for a few moment, then off they went with their out of sync flashing red lights finally disappearing up North. |
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| There was an eerie mist hanging over the water's edge. Was it the fact that the Sea was warmer than the cold morning air? |
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| Beach Buoy and Stubborn Dog headed South. It was a very atmospheric morning indeed. |
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| The mist went the full length of the water's edge as the 7 a.m. club approached; also heading South. |
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| The Sun came to play and made the Mist look even more alluring. |
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| Birds flew. Waves tumbled and waved. Turbines Turned. All in an amazing glow of an October Morning in Seaton Carew, Hartlepool. |
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| Sadly, rough Sea usually means a beach delivery of Plastic Nurdles. |
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| It was mesmerising. |
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| Beach Buoy spent a long time looking at the Scene.... |
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| The 7 a.m. club dogs heading back North. Beach Buoy had met up with them earlier, down near the North Gare. The large friendly Poodle aka Marie was so pleased to see Beach Buoy she bounded up and licked his cheek. Her owner was still baffled as to why the Dog likes Beach Buoy so much... (Its a neck scratch thing.) That's Beach Beach Buoy's mate in the Middle. |
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| Then back to the Van. BEACH BUOY........ |
