Beach Buoy had slept for more than two hours, but less than three.
It was 5-20 a.m. when he arrived at the beach car park.
A lone promenade walker, walked the promenade and looked at Beach Buoy a little suspiciously.
It was almost three hours to low tide but already it looked a good way out.
The Seaton Carew Wreck had just been fully exposed.
Around twenty Gulls stood within the remaining framework of the Ship; a willing crew.
The sea was calm and the air was warm.
There was a slight, but warm breeze blowing off the sea.
Low cloud had claimed the sunrise and was holding onto the Sun for now.
The Sun broke through briefly.
The reflection on the smooth wet sand was gorgeous.
Beach Buoy headed south.
Full Sun came and went as and when the clouds decided.
Four stones in-hand, Beach Buoy headed up to
Stubborn Dog Stack.
"Morning Mate."
He carried out his now, usual rituals.
He moved a few feet away to the dune edge.
He sat to drink Coffee, take Medication and think.
It was 5-58 a.m.
He could only sit for fifteen minutes.
Things were a little uncomfortable in his bum-shaped sandy seat.
It began to feel like it had been sculpted by another's bum today.
He waved goodbye to his little mate, before heading south to
North Gare Pier......
A Bird had claimed the driftwood shack that had been built, up on the dune edge, just south of the stack.
It took flight....
More World War Two relics, were breaking up.
A couple of newly exposed Tank Traps looked as new, others were still buried deep under dunes.
A concrete terracotta army.
Thankfully the collapse of the sand bank that had exposed two tank traps had not ruined the home of a nearby Sand Martin.
Four Gulls and a Sea Serpent.
Beach Buoy headed back slowly to the North.
He gave the 7 a.m. club , a distant wave.
He was by the sea, they were on the strand line.
Chocolate Pudding and it's owner were in hot pursuit of the 7 a.m. club.
They chatted a while as Beach Buoy made a fuss of the little brown dog.
He went back to the van and sat and dozed until 8-59 a.m.
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Later he paid Middleton a brief visit.
Middleton Beach.
Kittiwake had claimed the footbridge that led to the lifeboat.
BEACH BUOY.
Great to see new routines taking shape with Stubborn Dog very much at the heart of them. 💙 Fascinating to see new features being uncovered as a whole new beach scene appears. Lovely blog.
ReplyDeleteThank you.
DeleteThe tank traps run off into and under the dunes. There are a few exposed deeper in the dunes, those have been away from the strength of the sea.
What an undertaking all down the east coast.
ReplyDeleteMust have thought it was a real threat ?
ReplyDeleteStunning photos and commentary. You have a gift for words.
ReplyDeleteThank you very much.
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