Before too long a family group were in hot pursuit. Beach Buoy stopped and leaned on the nearby fence let them pass. ' He is a slow walker.' explained Beach Buoy. |
They headed towards the North Gare. |
They left the Bridleway and crossed the Golf Course via the Public Right of Way. No Golfers to stop today. |
They paused in the cold wind to look at the River and to listen to the Skylarks that were singing overhead, |
They took the road back. They had a strong wind and Lapwings for company. |
Beach Buoy was glad he met these three at the very end of the open road. |
They joined Tees Road and headed back with the wind and a face full of hail for company. BEACH BUOY. |