Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached a sunny car park at 7-20 p.m.
There was a lovely light breeze from the north west.
The sea was angry, the evening mild.
Two children collected sea shells on the seashore.
The tide was a fair way in.
They headed south as dune dwellers looked on from their vantage point.
Pebbles with legs ran to and fro as the sea came and went.
Large, Surfing type waves broke way out in the bay.
Beach Buoy chatted briefly to a man with two dogs.
Subjects covered;
Light nights.
Dark nights.
They went their separate ways.
7-48.
"Evening Mate."
Beach Buoy added some stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
On the beach below, two men that headed south, headed north.
"See you mate."
They returned to the beach.
They began their slow walk back.
Down on the water's edge, a man tried to keep up with his Spaniel Dog.
The sky was dramatic, the walk relaxing.
A couple walked south by the sea.
The lady tiptoed into the sea.
Back up the Access Ramp.
Back to the van.
Beach Hut mode.
BEACH BUOY.
