Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the beach car park at 5-40 a.m.
Some of the regulars on the clockwork-like beach were already by the sea.
They headed South.
The view ahead was different.
More of the riverside industrial heritage, had been blown to the ground.
Markers, not needed to guide them on their way but missed massively, like dependable friends.
Swollen and bruised-looking clouds hung over the bay.
Others head back to the Car Park.
It was the 4x4 Border Collie Couple.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog wandered to the water's edge.
Sand Martins were trying their luck down by the sea.
"Morning Mate."
It was 6-20 a.m.
Beach Buoy added some stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
He had just chatted on the beach below to a southbound 7 a.m. Club.
"Chimneys all gone!" said Beach Buoy.
"Yes it's all gone, like Summer."
It was cooler than it had been recently.
He also shared a "Morning." and a wave with Team Distant Wave as that group headed north.
The two groups stopped to chat to one another as Beach Buoy and Another Dog climbed the Sandy Slope.
Lost horizon.
The view changed for ever.
"Forever?" asked Another Dog.
"Yes matey, forever answered Beach Buoy.
They sat at Stubborn Dog Stack.
Sand Martins put on a dune edge show, while Beach Buoy enjoyed a Stack Coffee.
For a drawing later
Odd... forever.
Mari, the free spirit, big friendly poodle ran the full length of the beach to play catch-up with the 7 a.m. club. They had almost reached the village green at Seaton Carew.
"See you mate."
Beach Buoy and Another Dog dropped back down onto the beach.
They headed back at a slower pace than Mari.
A friendly man with a friendly Beagle came over to chat.
They had chatted before.
The man who once walked four dog, walked three, southwards near the dune edge.
Team Muzzled Dog passed also heading south.
"Morning."
"Morning."
Beach Buoy paused
He made a note in his beach book
No Skylark song today.
The Beachcombing Border Collie Couple and their conversation followed the others, southwards.
