They reached the beach at 6-38 am.
Beach Buoy had opted for an old Orange Coat from many years ago.
The coat had deep pockets, deep enough for a thermal cup of coffee.
Beach Buoy rested on the Promenade wall with Stubborn Dog and sipped some of the coffee before placing inside the left hand pocket of the brightly coloured coat.
After a while @G1VAN_ parked up nearby.
All headed to the beach and walked a while.
The Seagulls held a debriefing about their 5-30 am flypast.
They headed South as sunrise time arrived.
There wasn't many sunrise seekers around today.
To be honest, it looked like low cloud may have put a damper on any sunrise photographs.
The tide was way out.
By 6-56 am the Sun was up.
Beach Buoy took a panoramic photo from the sun to the moon that watched over them on the beach.
The sun was just over the horizon, whereas the moon shone above the dunes.
The Sun rose surprisingly quickly.
Nearly there.
Full Sun.
Almost as bright as Beach Buoy's choice of coat.
Almost.
Mari the large friendly poodle, broke ranks from the nearby but socially distanced remnants of the 7 am club.
Word went around those nearby that Dolphins had been spotted down by Newburn Bridge earlier in the week.
Beach Buoy had decided to Stack the Stack on the way back.
They headed down to North Gare Pier.
@G1VAN_ headed back to the North.
The River called Beach Buoy and Stubborn Dog.
They continued to head South.
This beach had a different feel altogether, as it often does.
An extra beach.
A secret beach.
A Narnia beach.
Stubborn Dog likes this beach.
The light was calming.
The morning was calming.
The beach was calming.
It was calm.
Regularly, lots of driftwood is deposited on North Gare Beach.
In from the sea and down from the river.
Thankfully People build driftwood structures.
Beach Buoy considers them to be beach art.
This one had crab pots too.
Location, Location,Location.
Another was built more into the dunes under the theme tune of more Skylarks.
It was William's Fort.
Dog walkers carried on walking.
They continued their trek over very soft, slightly sinking sand.
It was a good workout.
Boots were sinking in to half their depth.
A walkway welcomed them to the best driftwood shelter of them all.
It faced the sunrise.
The river looked so narrow at the low tide.
Another structure stood further to the east.
Beach Buoy paused here to finish his coffee.
The couple that had been walking the water's edge in earlier photographs walked by.
'Morning.'
'Lovely isn't it?'
They all agreed that it was indeed a "Lovely Morning."
The couple's Black Labrador came to say hello.
Stubborn Dog went into protect Beach Buoy mode and the Labrador said goodbye!
A slow and reluctant walk back ensued.
The river mouth was bright.
A Large Boxer Dog trotted over to say hello.
Once again Stocky Stubborn Dog let him know it was time to go.
Mari the large friendly Poodle never had this problem.
She was aways welcomed by
Beach Buoy and Stubborn Dog alike.
They reached the Seaton Sands.
Beach Buoy placed an earlier beach-found football on a seat with a view.
Hopefully it would make someone's day.
The Skylarks sang in approval.
They stacked the stack after totally rebuilding it.
Someone had decided that it needed to not be there,
They headed back to the van.
Back to reality.
Another white VW T4 had parked alongside Beach Buoy's.
Birds of a Feather.....
BEACH BUOY.
