Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the beach at 6-21 a.m.
A sixty year old VW and it's owner of about the same age had stayed at the beach overnight.
The person who walks the car park perimeter with headphones on, did so.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the beach.
A fresh breeze blew from the west.
Little Terns chattered as Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.
The tide was more in than it was out.
The 7 a.m. club headed back north.
It was a two dog day.
Beach Buoy paused to chat.
They talked about the possible Whale sighting yesterday.
A Blurry Ringed-Plover.
A Moving Ringed-Plover...
"Morning Mate."
It was 7 a.m.
They had walked the low level route that was covered in Rabbit Prints.
It looked like the Rabbits had been doing the foxtrot.
Beach Buoy patted
THE
stone.
He had a sit and think.
He felt blessed beyond words.
He added five suitable stones.
Ruby made herself comfortable.
Sit and think view.
Gannets.
Gannets.
Gannets.
"See you mate."
They headed back.
A man with a cough, a cigarette and a small black dog passed by.
On then way back they chatted to Team Muzzled Dog.
Mr.Gunn/Lunn came along .
Excellent Dog Alfie and Thursday Basil did too... on a Friday.
They chatted.
BEACH BUOY.
