WEDNESDAY, 25 AUG 2021 SEATON SANDS.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the beach at 7-19 p.m.

There was a breeze from the north, the breeze had a splash of damp.

Two Metal Detectorists searched.

Someone sat on the beach in an Inflatable Dingy as if waiting for the sea to come and take him away.

The tide was well in, just not enough to carry the sitter out to sea.

A neighbour passed by with his three jolly little dogs.

It wasn't long before he had a face-full of Another Dog.

"Had a read of you blog, me and the wife had a look,

it's sound."

"Thank you."

"See you later."

The neighbour was off, playing catch up with one of the little dogs who seemed to in a rush to return to the car. 

Beach Buoy and Another Dog walked between the water's edge and strand-line as they headed south.

Funny how differing views of things can change things.

Heads and tails.....

Tugs guided a barge out into the Bay.

It was a three beach stone visit to Stubborn Dog Stack.

"Evening Mate."

he placed the beach stones.

He patted 

THE 

stone.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog stood looking out to the nearby sea.

A man dressed in red talked on his phone as he headed to North Gare Pier.

The Two Tugs returned to the River.

The two stack visitors returned to the north.

"See you later Mate."

Back to the beach, down the dune edge.

A figure dressed all in black rose from a vantage point on the dune edge.

Tall, thin with black hood up.

It looked like The Grim Reaper as a young man.

He headed to the beach access ramp.

8-25 p.m.

😞

Dark already.

Was it cosy?

Y3S it was COSY.

The wind whistled through a slight gap that  Beach Buoy had left as he had partially closed the side door on the van.

 

Beach Buoy drank coffee as Another Dog slept on the back of the rear seats for the first time.

It had been Stubborn Dog's favourite place to nod after a beach walk.

BEACH BUOY.