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| Beach Buoy and Stubborn Dog were crossing that space between the Strand-line and the water's edge (Tidal?) as the Village church clock rang out for 8 a.m. The chimes drifted across the almost empty beach. There was the slightest of breezes from the south west, so slight it just one step away from being described as still. There was a slight chill in the gently drifting air. 'There must be more wind out in the Bay?', Beach Buoy thought. The Wind Turbines agreed and spun to prove the point; a point which rotated 360 degrees again and again. |
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| The tide was more in than out. They headed south on a second-hand Strand-line, Beach Buoy had been tempted back up to it with the promises of finds in the shingle that laid there. Foot and paw prints of earlier walkers lead the way. Beach Buoy was half expecting to see we was ere 😉 written in the sand; it wasn't. Other Dogs had left their calling cards on any prominent rocks; Stubborn Dog left his. Beach Buoy made a mental note not to pick up any prominent rocks up for the Dune Stack.😮 |
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| The Sea was slightly rippled, but calm. The Sea Serpent had his morning swim. |
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| The chill in the air came courtesy of a clear sky.Two non-prominent rocks were stacked up in the now prominent dune stack. Beach Buoy had a stand and think as a Dog walker passed by down at the water's edge. Twenty or so Oyster Catchers flew across the Bay in a flying W shaped as opposed to the more common V formation. They rose and fell as they flew; an uneven flight. |
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| Beach Buoy stood, down by The Grey Rocks waiting for the Sun to clear The Cleveland Hills, a camera-shy Seal seemed to have the same idea? |
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| They (Beach Buoy, Stubborn Dog and the camera shy Seal.) didn't have long to wait. |
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| They headed back; stopping to check on the Sun's progress and effect from time to time. |
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| Check..... |
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| Check. BEACH BUOY |
