It was too nice not too come back to the beach.
Another Dog was too tired.
Borrowed Dog was back at his house for today.
Beach Buoy parked at Seaton Park.
It was a lovely afternoon.
The Sun was bright.
There was still a slight breeze from the west.
Beach Buoy stood looking at the sea.
The tide was further out than Beach Buoy had expected it to be.
He headed south.
A couple headed north.
The lady was barefoot.
The man was carrying her shoes.
Up ahead two paddled hand-in-hand into the shallows as others walked near to the dune edge.
Beach Buoy gathered five more stones for Stubborn Dog Stack.
He headed towards the dunes.
He climbed the big slope as opposed to walking the low level route.
The view north from the top of the big slope.
"Afternoon Mate."
Beach Buoy added some stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
Beach Buoy had a sit and think while sitting on the driftwood plank with plenty of rust.
It was a glorious afternoon.
"See you mate."
Back to the beach via the low level route.
Beach Buoy went back to the north with the water's edge for company.
Three Ponies were led to the sea.
One of the three didn't look too keen.
Beach Buoy wondered if it was their first visit?
Beach Buoy continued north.
Up ahead Team One Black Ear.
It's funny Beach Buoy knows the dog's names but not the gentleman's.
Hugo, the dog with one black ear
Milo a young Black Labrador out on line to the team.
A Borrowed Dog.
The three were setting off south.
They chatted about distant waves this morning and life in general.
Then it was back to van.
Down by the Station Lane access ramp.
The first Sand Castle of the year.
BEACH BUOY.
