Beach Buoy and Another Dog set off on a circular walk at 1-24 p.m.
He cut through the newer estate and headed for Tees Rd.
He found a permissive path that ran almost hidden alongside the road.
He won't be using it again.
Lots of fly tipped rubbish and a dead rat has put him off.
They headed onto Old Zinc Road.
Unsurprisingly this once led to a Zinc Works.
It also leads directly to the beach.
Beach Buoy looked across the fields to the not so distant Seaton Carew.
How things must have been years ago . The two villages perhaps suspicious of one another?
Sadly more fly tipped rubbish but also nature.
Bees buzzed.
Skylarks larked about as they sang.
It was glorious weather, like summer.
The was a lovely refreshing breeze blowing head on down the road directly from the sea.
Through a locked gate and Old Zinc Road turns to sand.
A ship headed out into the open sea.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog walked to the driftwood shelter at Snook Point.
Its the law if the tide allows.
Driftwood Artwork.
Another of life's goals.
Snooks sea pottery.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed back towards Seaton Sands.
It was 3-27.p.m when they reached
Stubborn Dog Stack.
"Afternoon Mate."
He patted
THE
stone.
He added some stones that he had collected near to the dune edge.
After a while...
"See you mate .
They headed back.
They ambled along.
No rush.
No need.
Another Dog was worn out
BEACH BUOY.
