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| Beach Buoy woke at 4-45 a.m. He was up by 5-10 am and out by 5-50 am The air was still and bird song filled the air. The local Power Station was being vented and roared like a dozen angry Sea Serpents. It had rained overnight, leaving the pavements damp. |
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| They were on the beach moments before the sunrise. Sadly the sun was hidden by low cloud that stretched along the horizon. So they headed south. |
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| Earlier tides had left a fair bit of driftwood. |
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| Some looked structural. |
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| A light dusting of sea coal was sandwiched between the sea and the sand. |
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| They visited the dunes and paused a short while with a soundtrack of sea and Skylarks. |
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| They returned to the beach as the Sun cleared the clouds. |
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| They headed back as the tide came in. |
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| Then it was the promenade a walk back to base camp. THE END. BEACH BUOY. |
