Beach Buoy scraped the frost off the van's windscreen at 6-23 a m.
He could the Sun just about to clear low cloud and the wind turbines at the end of the street.
For months he had been waiting for earlier sunrises and here was the sun, waiting for him.
They arrived the good old beach car park at 6-35.
The young lady with a Yorkshire Terrier pulled up nearby.
"Morning."
"Morning, lovely isn't it?"
"Lovely."
The young lady headed south.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the sea.
The tide was more in than it was out.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed south.
A tall figure stood high on the dunes.
Two ladies walked Northwards along the water's edge.
A ship passed the Wind Turbines as it entered the River Tees.
The sky was as blue as the sun was gold.
A young couple with a Jack Russel overtook them.
"Morning."
"Morning."
"Alright there?"
"Alright."
Beach Buoy and Another Dog walked the dune edge,
It was a really beautiful and crisp start to the day.
Up ahead, steam rose from a sea warmer than the morning's air.
Dune edges look like cliffs in the bright Sun.
Team one black ear passed by.
"Morning."
"Morning."
Beautiful isn't it?"
"Lovely."
The team has two dogs.
Black ear came over for the first time
Beach Buoy gave the dog a Stan Laurel-like scratch on the head.
The other dog, an old,cream, almost white Labrador came and licked Beach Buoy's hand.
They went their separate ways.
The young lady with the Yorkshire Terrier was already heading back.
The Terrier came to see Another Dog once more.
The owners chatted briefly before heading their separate ways too.
The lady who walks the length of the beach passed by.
"Morning."
"Morning."
The spread of rocks was becoming longer and longer.
It was becoming harder to reach the "Easy" route up in the dunes.
A lady with a Poodle came down a sandy slope.
The dog ran into the sea as if it wanted to be a very very wet Retriever when it grew up.
"Morning."
"Morning."
Beach Buoy and Another Dog walked the "Easy" route.
They reached Stubborn Dog Stack
at 7-09 a.m.
A man passed the stack with two Two Charles Spaniels.
"Morning."
"Morning."
"Morning Mate."
Beach Buoy added some stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
Beach Buoy rotated the sloping driftwood log so that the frosted side was underneath.
He drank coffee as Skylarks sang in the chilled morning air.
Beach Buoy checked the beach below.
"See you mate."
They headed back.
The were attacked by a German Shepherd.
Ruby was fine.
They rested on a driftwood log.
The man who had four dogs but now had three passed by.
"Morning."
"Morning."
BEACH BUOY.
