Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the beach at 6-49 a m
There had been rain overnight.
The back end of fog kept hold of day.
The headland and the north gare pier were both just about visible.
Mr Gunn/Nunn approached, he was kind enough to let Beach Buoy know of a job opportunity in a totally different type of work.
They had talked about work/jobs on a previous beach walk.
It was very kind of him to do so.
Beach Buoy let him know.
It was very mild.
The tide was high.
There was lots of driftwood on the beach.
They headed up to Stubborn Dog Stack.
"Evening Mate."
Beach Buoy added some stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
Beach Buoy couldn't stay.
The van was booked in for repairs.
They headed back.
"See you mate."
It was a slow walk back.
A lady headed south with an old white retriever.
The large dog ambled along.
It paused, sniffing the air like a Polar Bear who had just found a trace of seal in the breeze.
BEACH BUOY.
