Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the beach at 5-58 a.m.
The sun was just about to slip behind cloud.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog walked down the access ramp.
An elderly man had paused on his Promenade walk.
He was leaning on the wall dressed in a beige cap and a teal green zipper coat as they passed below him.
"Morning."
"Morning."
"Lovely isn't it?."
"A lovely day "
The tide was well out.
There was a slight breeze from the south west.
A regular with her Border Collie called Peggy headed south ahead of them.
Pigeons had a day at the seaside.
They headed south as they always
do.
Peggy, her owner and the 7 a.m. club were now heading north together.
They passed.
"Morning."
"Morning."
Mari the big friendly poodle, trotted the dune edge.
Beach Buoy admired her free spirit.
All carried on their chosen route.
The Sea Serpent.
"Morning Mate ."
Beach Buoy added some stones.
He patted the stone.
It was 6-42 a.m.
Beach Buoy studied the sea.
An unseen boat chugged somewhere in the bay.
There wasn't a soul in sight.
"See you mate."
They headed back to the beach.
They headed south, alongside the grey rocks.
Fishermen wait for the incoming tide.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed back.
Two Pied Wagtails and a lone Magpie picked at the strand-line.
Beach Buoy picked up a tiny floral sea pottery piece.
