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| 6-28 am Early start for three twitchers watching over the Little Tern Site. (Well done.) The regular motorcyclist rode around the car park. His small orange cones made an imaginary street for him to travel. Beach Buoy and Stubborn Dog headed to the water's edge. High tide had been around an hour earlier. The was a mist distant fog horn sounded across the bay. The Wind Turbines were invisible today. |
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| The grey sea seemed to edge with lace. |
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| Picked up quite close to each other. It was a canny selection that was thrown back to the sea. |
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| LOL Beach Plastic not funny. |
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| You can't beat a sit and think down by the sea. |
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| More rubbish; bedfellows after a stormy sea. |
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| Heading Back.. |
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| Really? They were beach cleaned, along with ten more from the beach.. BEACH BUOY. |
