A day off.
It was chilly and overcast.
A man with a dark brown campervan, light brown shorts and a even lighter brown Labrador, headed north along the Promenade.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed for the beach.
It was light.
A half moon looked over the dune.
It was around 6-10 a.m.
They headed for the beach.
There was a breeze from the west.
Clouds ran to the south.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog walked.
Team Distant Wave were way ahead.
The 7 a.m. club were to the North.
Hugo, a big friendly rescue dog from the Mediterranean ran and ran from Team Distant Wave to see his friends of the 7 a.m. Club.
The 7 a.m. club caught Beach Buoy up.
He was informed.
"The 6 a.m. squad"
(Beach Buoy was so pleased someone else was making up names for the visitors to the beach.)
They continued...
"The 6 a.m. squad said that they had seen dolphins about 100 metres offshore yesterday."
They put the world to rights.
Then they went their own way.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog walked to the Sandy Slope.
6-40 a.m.
"Morning Mate."
Beach Buoy added some stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
He noticed that the painted
STUBBORN DOG STACK.
stone had been taken.
He watched as a Seal swim nearby.
It was right near the water's edge.
It kept looking up to the stack as it swam.
The tide was well in.
"See you mate."
They headed back to the beach.
Grey clouds.
Grey rocks.
A man with a rucksack and Rottweiler appeared at the water's edge.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the Village.
Mr.Gunn/Nunn and his dog Alfie passed by.
They chatted.
Topics of conversation; Seals, Kestrels, Short-eared Owls and Dolphins.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the van.
Team Distant Wave arrived.
"Are you early or are we late?"
BEACH BUOY.
