Sunday.
Once Beach Buoy heard the Fog Buzzer as he climbed into the van, he knew the day's photographs could be a waste of time or something different.
He and Another Dog arrived in Sandy Car Park at 6-19 a.m.
After a faff, they were on a misty beach for 6-24.
The air was still but chilled.
Two ladies, with a Spaniel each,had just beaten them down the southernmost access ramp.
They had headed south.
Beach Buoy angled his walk towards the exposed wreck.
The wreck today.
Slowly but surely the sand is returning.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed south along the water's edge.
The Sun began to clear low-lying mist.
Behind them, out of the corner of an eye, Beach Buoy saw a Seal return to the sea.
It had been hidden by some rocks, south of the wreck.
The fog buzzer buzzed.
Oh for the romantic sound of a fog horn...
Blades of unseen Wind Turbines pass in front of the Sun.
Solar time.
Walking backwards to watch the sunrise.
The dog and owner were heading north.
The ladies and their Spaniels returned to the north without incident.
Pebbles with legs admire the sunrise.
Solar o'clock.
Faint ghosts of The Wind Turbines.
Continue south.
Beach Buoy gathered five suitable stones.
They walked the low level route.
Grey Rocks edge one side of the low level route.
The dog with one black ear has a brushing session down on the beach below.
"Morning Mate."
It was 7-04 a m.
Beach Buoy added some stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
Once again painted stones had been taken from the stack !
Beach Buoy had a sit and think.
Finger ends were cold.
"See you mate."
They continued south.
The sound of the sea to the left, Skylarks on the right.
In time, they crossed grey rocks to reach the beach below.
An upturned Starfish lay on the strand-line.
Beach Buoy checked for signs of life.
It was alive!
Off to the Tank Traps and a rockpool.
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Once in the water it seems to scoot along nicely.
Tumbled Tank Traps.
Someone found a ball.
They left the South behind
A Pebble with Legs.
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The sun became a silver dollar, before disappearing completely.
The fog became thicker.
The temperature dropped.
Beach Book "stock" replenished.
BEACH BUOY.
