Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the beach car park at 6-41 p.m.
It had been a sunny day.
It was a sunny evening.
It was a blue sea
The tide was more in than it was out.
There was a gorgeous breeze.
A couple with a VW Van headed to the sea with a paddle board and a kayak.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed south.
A game of football was taking place at the water's edge.
Beach Buoy wondered if the subs had been used yet ?...
A man with an Orange hoodie and a Corgi led the way south.
"Evening Mate."
It was 7-13 p.m.
Beach Buoy added some stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
Beach Buoy fetched the wobbly driftwood plank .
Coffee time.
Two ladies and a dog, headed south on the beach below.
They stood chatting, ankle deep in the sea.
A man and woman approached a spot on the beach below that lined up the Sea Serpent Marker and the Stack.
They stopped.
The lady pointed to something out at sea.
The man crouched slightly as though the pointed hand were the sights of a rifle.
The Sun glowed.
Time to go.
"See you mate."
They returned to the beach.
They headed back northwards alongside a seal-coal heavy water's edge.
The VW couple headed back to the van.
Beach Buoy sat in the van.
The man who walks for miles crossed the car park on foot.
One again he had a small dog for company.
The Village Church Bells rang for 8 p.m.
BEACH BUOY.
