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| Beach Buoy and Stubborn Dog headed for the Sea. By the time they reached the water's edge , the Church bells struck Nine. |
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| It was a very mild, sunny morning on the north east coast of England. Unlike yesterday's; today's sun had some heat with it. The Beach had a bit of a lonely Friday feel to it today. No couples around, just owners and their dogs. One of "The Lonely" had an over-friendly Dog. Stubborn Dog seemed a little put out. Beach Buoy was cool about it all; saying "Morning." to its owner; a young man with sports attire, baseball cap, earphones in and phone in hand. He either ignored or didn't hear the welcome; turned 180 degrees and headed back North. |
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| The Sea looked like it was in slow-motion as it can at times. It was like the Sea was made from Syrup; thicker than water but not blood. Waves would hold their length, then come down as one, with a loud slap. They continued South; not a soul in sight. The Circular sun took the form of a flying saucer as clouds below and above closed in on it. The air cooled a little. It was quite apt, as sun this time of year could be classed as a U.F.O. A white-haired Dog with a white-haired Owner appeared from the dunes and headed North. Out in the Bay the Sea Serpent put on a perfect three humped show for the bus-loads of tourists that never did come to see it.- Their loss. |
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| Beach Buoy headed over to the memorable Blue Lagoon on North Gare Beach. Taking the Dune route as the tide was still high up. The Dunes were undulating, so it was all ups and downs added to that were the random clumps of marram grass to circumnavigate; all a bit of a dance. The breaking waves were out of sight, but the comforting Slap! could still be heard, albeit more muffled as the waves eventually broke beyond the protective dunes. Today North Gare Beach was colder than Seaton Sands; sometimes it can be the calmer of the two, like they had their own micro-climates, it wasn't a lonely Friday Beach either, there were couples and family groups too. It is only the North Gare Pier that separates the two differing Beaches. North Gare Beach does have its own Car Park and the added bonus that walkers have right of way across the Golf Course to obtain Beach access, giving the chance to annoy a golfer or two or three or FORE! (Duck) |
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| Back to the somewhat Milder Bay. Stubborn Dog was getting up to his old tricks. They had passed the Tank traps. The large concrete blocks have stood proud and ready for around 80 years; the snarling teeth growling at the Sea. The Syrup Sea had taken its toll and the snarl could do with a dentist. |
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| The scene was so bright. The Village Green was Yellow. |
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| Beach Buoy parked the Van up on the Seafront. He..... Drank Tea. Ate Cake, Dozed a little. Drank Tea. |
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| The Tea was Hot. The Tea was excellent, people have commented on his Tea making abilities in the past. |
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| Flan ? Cake? Gone ⥢ |
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| He admired the view of Saltburn and Staithes beyond and people watched as they marched up and down the promenade. |
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| Later in the day he returned to the Beach. He just couldn't sit in the house when it was so sunny, so late in the year, so what did he do? BEACH! |
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| Tide was well out. |
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| Only 3 pm and the sun was getting ready for bed NNGB BEACH BUOY. |
