A new pen.
A new beach book.
When Beach Buoy finds a certain item that is just right, he will buy "Stock."
He now is the perilous position, only having one new book left in stock.
It's not helping that he is also down to his last fifty pens.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the car park at 4-32 p.m.
It was mild.
There was a breeze from the west.
A mam and daughter headed down the access ramp with their two dogs, before going southwards.
Two young lads pushed their bikes up the ramp from the beach.
They bounced them on the promenade to loosen sand that had adhered to their tyres.
Tyres cleaned, they mounted their bikes and cycled north.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog wandered down the water's edge.
A light blue sky and a royal blue sea waited their arrival.
They turned to head south.
Wherever there were dips in the dunes heights, soft sand snakes made their way to the sea.
The afternoon was sunny.
Over on South Gare Pier, Motorhomes and Camper vans highlighted the brightness of the day and the whiteness of their vehicles.
The lady who seems to appear from the dunes with her two black dogs, was around half way along the dunes. She stood at the water's edge throwing something in the sea for one of the dogs to chase.
The other black dog looked odd just resting up on the dune edge seemingly happy to watch them play.
The tall thin man with his tall thin dog headed north looking all the world like a Lowry animation.
A Rusty Labrador travelled the the beach with its owners, causing no trouble at all.
It just wanted to be in the sea or chasing a ball, sometimes both at once.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog left the beach behind.
They climbed the sandy slope to Stubborn Dog Stack.
Beach Buoy added four stones to the stack.
He patted
THE
stone.
"Afternoon Mate."
It was 5 p.m.
The breeze was stronger up on the exposed dunes.
Beach Buoy sat on a stack stone
Sun-kissed Marram Grass rippled in the breeze like the sea to the east.
The word
PEACEFUL
came to mind.
Beach Buoy stood up.
He scooped up Another Dog as he would Stubborn Dog, to give the little dog a better view of the sea.
He hugged the little dog and told her he loved her, as he would Another Dog.
The dog sighed.
"See you mate."
Beach Buoy placed Another Dog onto the dune sand.
They headed back to the beach after one last look of the stack view....
Stubborn Dog Stack view.
A slow walk back on an empty beach.
The sea lapped gently onto the beach.
Swirls of seacoal were deposited on the sand with each push of the tide, a beach barcode.
The Sea Serpent was nowhere to be seen.
About halfway back.
A Yorkshire Terrier came running up.
They had met before.
It's a friendly little dog.
It owners followed, the young lady with long eyelashes.
"Hiya, alright?"
"Hiya are you alright?"
"Yer."
They went their separate ways.
Up ahead a half a beach couple has turned to head back.
BEACH BUOY.
