Beach Buoy woke.
He made coffee.
He sat.
He checked his mobile phone.
"Rain for 48 minutes."
It rained for 48 minutes.
He faffed.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog drove into the Beach Car Park at 7-01 a.m.
The Beachcombing Border Collie Couple crossed the car park , heading for the beach access ramp.
By the time Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the beach, the couple were well to the south, walking, talking and stooping their way along the beach.
The tide was well out.
The Seaton Carew Wreck was already on show.
A couple headed southwards along the strand-line with their German Shepherd.
The lady who walks the length of the beach did so.
Corrugation.
The Beachcombing Border Collie Couple headed back northwards.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog walked towards the dunes.
Random spots of rain stopped.
Skylarks sang.
The wandered along the "Easy" route along the dune edge.
"Morning Mate."
Beach Buoy added some stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
It was 7-31.
He sat on the driftwood wedge about a metre long.
He drank coffee.
Muzzled Dog trotted by the stack, dropping down across the grey rocks and onto the beach below.
Team Muzzled Dog gave a distant wave from the beach.
It was returned with vigor.
Others walked the beach too.
All extras in Beach Buoy's world.
We are all the Star of our own film.
Shine.
A crow was heading north along the dune edge.
It spotted them sat at the stack.
It veered to the West.
The man with three dogs who used to have four walked by the stack.
"Morning."
"Morning."
"At least the rain has stopped."
Time to head back.
"See you mate."
Beach Buoy gave the stack a last look before turning to the north.
The Skylarks still sang.
A stronger, colder wind suddenly picked up.
In the bay, the bright banana yellow boat that goes out to the Wind left Hartlepool.
Back along the "Easy" route.
The grey rocks below were not a safe option.
He looked West once he reached the top of the long slope.
Muzzled Dog was in the distance running northwards on the golf course.
Then it ran southwards.
Then it went following three ducks that had just taken off.
They headed back north.
Mr.Gunn/Lunn headed south.
He had Alfie walking loose and a newcomer dog; Basil on a lead.
He was dog-sitting
Basil was a Terrier.
More Basil Rathbone than Basil Brush.
Alfie wasn't a fan of Basil.
A Brown Dog chased fourteen Oyster Catchers that had been resting at the water's edge.
Quite a number of Shellfish had been washed ashore.
The Seaton Carew Wreck was well ashore.
The tide was going out.
Nearby, four sea swimmers ran to the sea.
Two Horses walked the water's edge.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog climbed the beach access ramp to The Esplanade.
Two old men headed north.
Two old men headed south
"Morning."
"Morning."
"Morning."
"Morning."
as they passed each other.
BEACH BUOY.
