Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the beach at 6-15 a.m.
The Beachcombing Border Collie Couple were walking and talking their way across the car park.
There was a nice breeze from the west.
Beach Buoy paused to listen to the Little Terns
He collected five suitable stones.
The tide was well out.
Much of the wreck was buried in the sand.
A few timbers showed through.
A lady headed north with two dogs.
They looked like German Shepards?
Beach Buoy stopped to chat to the 7 a.m. club.
It was a two dog day.
He informed Beach Buoy that the lady's two dogs were Belgian Sheep Dogs.
You live and learn.
Beach Buoy stopped to chat to Team One Black Ear before walking the low level route with Sand Martins for company.
Along the low level route.
"Morning Mate."
It was 7-03.
Beach Buoy patted
THE
stone.
He added five more.
They had a sit and think.
Skylarks sang.
Sand Martins swooped.
Wonderful.
"See you mate."
They returned to the low level route.
Sand Martins flew the low level route too.
They headed back with distant waves to Team Muzzled Dog and the man who once had four dogs.
Some lovely clouds hung in the sky.
To the west, some seemed to match dips in the dunes like jigsaw pieces.
Back to the Esplanade.
The Joy of a painted stone.
Others had cleaned the post-party beach.
Nitrous Oxide...
BEACH BUOY
