Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the beach 6-55 a.m.
A few spots of rain fell, but amounted to nothing.
The 7 a.m. club were already leaving the beach.
Another Dog was spotted and mobbed.
Bookface photographs were taken.
Beach Buoy gave Mari the Poodle a neck scratch before heading south after the surprise modelling shoot.
The sea was calm, like a sheet of silk, in need of an iron.
The slightest ripples on the surface just creases in the fabric.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed up to Stubborn Dog Stack.
Beach Buoy placed the three beach stones that he had just collected onto the stack.
He patted
THE
stone.
"Morning Mate."
Another Dog seemed to be playing hide and seek with
Stubborn Dog!
His ashes are very very near, but thankfully they are very very deep.
Beach Buoy covered the digging marks with a few sweeps of his foot.
"See you Mate."
They headed down to the beach.
A man in the distance had been swimming, he was dressed now.
He looked out to sea.
He was wearing a baseball cap and carrying a rucksack.
From a distance a teenager, close up an old man.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed north.
It wasn't long before the swimmer had overtaken Beach Buoy and Another Dog, old man or not.
Out at sea, a Large Gull chased a Smaller Gull, in the hope it would drop its food.
A Barefoot Jogger struggled south.
Another Dog sat to watch the headband wearing man jog by.
Some of the Mobile Covid Test Squad were chatting as they were resting on the Promenade Wall near to the access ramp.
"I was in Israel years ago...."
Beach Buoy headed up the access ramp, out of earshot, into the van.
The Village Church Bells rang for 8-15 a.m.
