4-53 a.m.
The new Beach toilets.
They looked over the Little Tern Site.
The tide was well in, the beach deserted.
They had their own private sunrise.
They headed south.
There was no breeze, it was mild.
The sun rose.
And rose.
And rose.
Idle Wind Turbines watched a ship head for the river.
The Sun was free of the horizon.
"Morning Mate."
Beach Buoy added some stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
A seal swam by.
It was 5-34 a.m.
# Blabbermouth
Beach Buoy sat up at Stubborn Dog Stack drinking Vimto. No coffee today.
The Sea Serpent from the big slope.
Subaru o'clock, 5-55 a.m.
Back to the beach.
A lady with a doodle dog passed by.
"Morning."
"Morning."
Beach Buoy chatted to Team One Black Ear.
Topic; Scum who leave rubbish.
They went their separate ways.
Beach Buoy found an air bed.
Beachcleaned.
Posh coffee back in the van.
Team one black ear came back up the access.
Time to sit on the bench, sand out of shoes.
BEACH BUOY.
