Friday morning.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog arrived at the beach car park at 6-27.
The lady who once fell off her bike walked The Esplanade with a companion.
"Morning."
"Morning."
The tide was out beyond the wreck.
The Sun was already high and warm.
A pleasant breeze blew.
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.
They headed to the water's edge.
The 7 a.m. club were walking it.
It was a two dog day.
They chatted as Skylarks sang.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed south, closer to the strand-line than the sea.
Team One Black Ear had a paddle in the sea.
7-02.
"Morning Mate."
Beach Buoy patted
THE
stone.
He added the five suitable stones.
He topped up the wildlife water bowl.
Some **** had left a bag of dog waste on the stack.
Beach Buoy hoped that they would die a painful death.
He watched a small boat skip across the bay, beyond the Sea Serpent Marker.
Sand Martins worked the low level route.
The small boat travelled from north to south.
He had a sit and think.
134 Gulls took flight as a dog and walker walked the water's edge.
Half of Team Muzzled Dog came up to the stack.
They chatted.
The three dogs that once were four followed their owner southwards.
Beach Buoy gave a distant wave to Mr. Gunn/Lunn as he and excellent Dog Alfie headed south.
Photo:- Alfie heads south.
"See you mate."
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed back.
Back to Sunny Seaton Carew.
BEACH BUOY.
