Just brief notes for now.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog had parked up in Seaton Park.
Some of the sea swimmers set off from below the village green.
Two joggers headed south.
Sea pottery in the shingle.
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stack stones from the same patch of shingle.
They walked the low level route.
"Morning Mate."
Beach Buoy added the stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
He had a sit and think on the driftwood plank with plenty of rust.
"See you mate."
Back along the low level route.
North to clear the grey rocks.
Then continue south to the Tank Traps.
Two of the Tank Traps were reminiscing.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog began to head back.
The beach was wider now.
The tide was going out.
