Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the beach car park at 6-06 a.m.
Beach Buoy slid open the van's side door.
A young and very Wet Black Labrador came to say hello.
Three-by-the-sea.
The tide was well out.
There was a slight breeze from the north west.
They headed southwards.
To the big slope, the "easy" route and Stubborn Dog Stack beyond.
The very very wet retriever passed by.. Distant Waves were shared.
The dog ran back into the sea.
Obviously not wet enough.
A jogger jogged the water's edge.
"Morning Mate."
It was 6-49
Beach Buoy added some stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
He sat on the driftwood wedge about a metre long.
No Sand Martins today.
Another Dog sat nearby.
Beach Buoy sat watching the sea.
A ship entered The River Tees.
"See you mate."
They followed their sandy footsteps back along the dune "easy" route.
Back to the beach.
In a clump of seaweed a fishing hook shone.
It was beach cleaned.
They returned northwards.
Back to the village.
Back to the van.
Once at the van, Beach Buoy removed the above items from the seaweed with the hook.
BEACH BUOY.
