Friday Evening.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog arrived
at 6-33.
The tide was well out.
There was a very slight breeze from the west.
A couple sat on folding chairs near the access ramp.
Now Beach Buoy had seen people sat on folding chairs on the beach before.
This couple just seemed to have been transported from their living room.
Maybe it was the lady, head deep in book or the man watching the sea as if it were a wide screen television.
It was nice to see but it just looked a little surreal.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed south.
People and their dogs were dotted around on the wide, low tide beach.
The headed to Stubborn Dog Stack.
7-02.
"Evening Mate."
Beach Buoy added some stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
He sat on the driftwood wedge about a metre long.
A young couple sat to the north on the grey rocks below.
A man with three dogs headed towards North Gare Pier on the beach below.
Beach Buoy just sat.
He stood and literally checked if the coast was clear.
It was.
"See you mate."
Back to the beach below.
Gulls headed out to sea to raft.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed north to van.
By A N Other.
Bragging about some rug they have just bought maybe?
BEACH BUOY.
