Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the beach at 6-54 p.m.
A family with a large dog that would have been more at home in a zoo blocked the access ramp.
It was a bright and breezy evening.
A Rusty Spaniel called Hamish came running over but was off like a shot once Another Dog had almost hugged him to death.
The tide was more out than it was in.
"Hiya Paul."
It was Dottie Dog's mam.
She had extra dogs on tow.
So he hadn't recognised her.
The dogs on the leads were her mam's.
Dottie Dog.was off the lead she ran part way to Beach Buoy then sat, waiting for a hello.
After a brief chat it was ..
"See you later."
"See you later."
A couple stood at the water's edge.
They each had a cloud.
They left the picturesque village behind.
Foot and paw prints headed along the strand-line before going up towards
Stubborn Dog Stack.
"Evening Mate."
Beach Buoy added some more stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
They stayed a while as they often do.
"See you mate."
They headed onto the beach, then south.
Beach Buoy sat on a Tank Trap Throne and watched the world and Sand Martins go by.
An Origami-like Yacht crossed the bay.
It was a slow walk back, which to be honest wasn't a bad thing.
Two Ponies paddled in the sea, ending up saddle deep.
A saddle paddle.
Dunes and driftwood looked nice with evening sun on them.
As they left the beach at around 8-10 p.m.
There was a loud explosion.
Demolition of Redcar Steel Works.
Black smoke drifted across the bay like a curtain at the end of a show, sadly it was the end of an era.
BEACH BUOY.
