Thursday.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the beach.
They arrived at 6-20 a.m.
The lady with a red coat and a brown dog had just arrived too.
She wore a pale green coat today.
They chatted as they walked down the beach access ramp.
The took different routes to the sea.
The rays of light were wonderful.
After collecting five suitable stones, they headed south.
A man passed by. He had five small dogs.
Each were on their leads.
The man wore a balck and white hooped top and a body warmer.
Team One Black Ear were to the north, playing catch up.
The 7 a.m. club were to the south with another member of the sea swim club.
They both walked their dogs.
More light.
Team One Black Ear caught up.
They walked and chatted.
Who said that men can't multi task?
A jogger with two jogging Doodle Dogs trotted by.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog walked the low level route.
"Morning Mate."
it was 6-54.
Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
He had a sit and think.
Ruby had a sit and stare.
The man who once had four dogs appeared with three.
They chatted.
"See you mate."
They returned to the beach below.
You cab sing any song or talk any talk when there is no one around.
Hopeful Fishermen stood.
They headed back.
Distant waves were shared with Mr. Gunn/Lunn.
It was Basil Thursday.
He had two dogs today.
BEACH BUOY.
