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Sunday, 26 July 2020

SUNDAY. 26 JULY 2020. SEATON CAREW.

Beach Buoy and Stubborn Dog
 arrived at 6-38 am.
There were three cars already in the car park.
A Council van travelled the promenade, its driver stopping to empty the promenade bins and insert a new black bag.
Around thirty seabirds of varying types, walked as one in the car park.
They reminded Beach Buoy of a coach-load of pensioners who had just been dropped off and they were on the hunt for toilets and a cafe.

It was a mild milky morning.
The tide was more in than out.
A calm day with a slight pleasant breeze from the west.
They headed South.
Soon others were on the water edge convoy.

Stubborn Dog doesn't like people walking behind him and to be honest Beach Buoy isn't a fan either.
They shuffled up to the dune edge and let the others and the world go by for a while.

As he walked to the dune edge Beach Buoy thought that the footprints in the sand, of others, looked a little like the stickers you would see on a dance school floor.
A little further on, it looked like the Seagulls had opened their own dance school.
Footprints everywhere.

The others had gone, so Beach Buoy headed to the sea once more.
A glance to the north confirmed that the 7 am club were on the beach.
Beach Buoy checked the time; 7-02 am
 

The large driftwood whale hadn't ventured far.
Maybe it wanted to open a dance school of its own?.......

A Jogger appeared from thin air and jogged South over the shingle strips.
The strips made the water's edge look a little like a Zebra Crossing.

They stacked the stack.
As they did so a band of sunlight travelled the length of the beach.
Out in the Bay a jack up rig had laid down roots.
Beach Buoy made notes in his colourful beach book as the sun shone.
A small fly landed on the white pages and wandered around like a full stop wondering where to end it all. 

They had a sit and think.
The driftwood bench was very comfortable.
Tye sand was more comfortable; Stubborn Dog feel asleep.

Sticks and Stones.....

A slow walk back....
Three Sand Martins zipped up and down the dune edge.☺️

Toasted Teacake and cup of tea in the van whilst Stubborn Dog chilled outside.

A group of male sea water swimmers had readied themselves at their vehicles and had set off for the sea with tales of enjoyable encounters with seals.

Horses horsed around.

Beach Buoy carried Stubborn Dog to the promenade wall.
Two ladies passed.
'Those Bloody Turbines!'
She went on to explain to her friend....
'You look out of the house window and they are on the beach.
You get here and they have gone right over there.'

Its a bit of an optical illusion that has puzzled Beach Buoy at times.


Beach Buoy returned to there shed and slept a while.

Then a quick trip to Redcar.

Above .. the Vertical Pier
aka The Lipstick.

An alternative view of the jack up rig.

Pier.
Short in life if not in length.

The Sea Front was used in the film
 Atonement.

From The Stray looking towards Saltburn.

The pair grabbed the last of the daylight..

BEACH BUOY.