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| This was Yesterday... He is a Stubborn and Bossy Dog. "HURRY UP!" |
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| Dog and Owner... or Owner and Human hit the Beach at 7-48 am The 7 am club had been and gone. Sticking to 7 am as they do, regardless of the light situation. |
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| Two Hoods went up as the rain came as the two headed South. |
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| They arrived at the Grey Rocks and Stubborn Dog demanded that they took the Dune route rather than the Beach ... Yes DEMANDED! Beach Buoy spotted a gathering of Plastic Bottles; about eight in total. In the Bag they went as part of his Beach Clean. One of the bottles, without a top caught the wind just right and made a noise like a Ship or Fog Horn as it headed for the bag. Bon Voyage |
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| They crossed over to The Memorable Blue Lagoon. The Tide was out The Lagoon was more of a wet, sandy, mudflat. |
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| The Sun struggles to appear over the other side of The River Tees. |
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| Old Buoy does his regular check on another Old Buoy. It will still be around when Beach Buoy's ashes are sailing the Seven Seas. So much driftwood here too; the piece off in the distance was as long as a Telegraph Pole... What? Ok as long as a Mobile Phone Mast! |
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| Another Beach Clean item. |
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| Pot Bottle Stopper. |
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| S for ..... SLIDE? SKID? STUBBORN? |
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| There was Sun to the South.... |
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| ... and a threat of Rain to the North. BEACH BUOY. |
