Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the beach at 7-32 p m.
It has been a hot day.
A welcome breeze blew from the west.
The tide was way out.
The Seaton Carew Wreck was fully ashore but now it was almost completely buried by sand.
It had become overcast but the day's heat remained.
At the dune edge, various beach parties were coming to an end.
They headed to Stubborn Dog Stack.
7-59 p.m.
"Evening Mate."
Beach Buoy added some stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
He plonked he body onto the driftwood wedge about a metre long.
Coffee.
Skylarks.
He folded his arms with a smug look on his face.
He loved sitting here.
"See you mate."
The returned to the big slope.
They paused to admire the view.
As the reached the edge of the dune system, a horse arrived.
BEACH BUOY.
