Beach Buoy and Another Dog drove to Seaton Park.
Team one black ear were walking to the beach.
Beach Buoy gave a flash of the headlights and a mobile distant wave as they passed.
It was 7-58 a.m.
They faffed at the side of the van before setting off.
The walked The Esplanade, to the beach.
A man walked two Border Collies.
They were keen to reach the beach.
He leant backwards as he walked as if he were water-skiing.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the beach at 8-07.
Sea swimmers screamed their screams as they entered the sea.
The man released the Border Collies.
The tide was well in.
There was a light breeze from the west.
Esplanade Starlings swooped around.
A Parcel of Oyster Catchers walked along like clockwork toys.
They stood motionless once camera was "rolling."
Beach Buoy and Another continued southwards.
People and their dogs were walking the water's edge.
They almost looked to be equi-spaced
A search party
Each had already found what they were looking for.
Random spots of rain were falling.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the base of the Big Slope.
He paused.
He looked to the north.
No one.
They climbed the Big Slope.
They walked the "easy" route.
"Morning Mate."
It was 8-43.
Beach Buoy added some stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
It began to rain more heavily.
The breeze had picked up.
No sit and think today.
"See you mate."
They slid down the small slope in front of Stubborn Dog Stack.
The rain increased again.
Heads down, into the wind and rain.
Two hoods were up.
The falling rain was heading out to sea .
It seemed to be reflecting light from above the greyness.
A lady headed south with her Labrador.
The dog was soaking from being in the sea so the rain was no problem.
The man who once had four dogs but now has three, headed by, going south.
They each raised a hand of recognition.
Beach Buoy headed to The Esplanade.
The went to The Front, hoping for some shelter.
The Front.
The Shelter.
BEACH BUOY.
