Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the beach car park at 6-15 a.m.
The lady who once fell off her bike and the 7 a m. Club chatted as they headed south along The Esplanade.
They went their separate ways at the beach access ramp.
The 7 a.m. club headed for the beach with his two little white dogs.
Beach Buoy seems to recall that they are a rare Welsh breed?
Mari is still noticeable by her absence.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the beach.
They ambled southwards.
Team one black ear passed at distance and a quicker pace.
Distant Waves were shared.
It was a bright morning.
A strong fresh breeze blew from the south west.
Up ahead the 7 a.m club and Team one black ear chatted.
In time the 7 a.m. club approached.
"Morning Paul."
"Morning Geoff."
" I wish this wind would do one!
"I haven't been able to walk the beach in shorts and a T shirt all year."
"Waiting for a Summer summer."
answered Beach Buoy.
They chatted about Politics for a short while.
They went their separate ways.
Team One Black were heading back to the north.
They chatted.
"Alright?"
"Yes. You?"
"Yes thanks."
"Just found over twenty golf on the water's edge."
Beach Buoy mentioned the fifty two that he had recently found.
They went their separate ways.
Beach Buoy collected some beach stones as they headed to The Big Slope.
They had a slow walk back.
Team Muzzled Dog headed south.
Distant waves were shared.
The Young Lady with a Yorkshire Terrier passed by.
"Hiya."
"Hiya."
The little dog came running over.
Beach Buoy made a fuss of the dog.
They went their separate ways.
As Beach Buoy prepared to go, Team Mick Aston Jumper arrived.
BEACH BUOY.
