Tuesday Morning,
Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the beach at 6-10.
The car park seemed to be busier than usual.
The young lady with the Yorkshire Terrier passed by.
"Morning."
"Morning."
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.
They headed south.
The 7 a.m. Club and the Beachcombing Border Collie were walking the water's edge.
The tide was high, the beach narrow.
There was a breeze from the south west.
A Jogger jogged towards three beach fishermen who looked to have an equal distance between them.
Beach Buoy stopped to talk to the 7 a.m. Club.
It was a two Dog, four Crow type of day.
Beach Buoy was informed about a foundling school.
Beach Buoy passed the ex-army chap.
"Morning."
"Morning."
He was heading back from Stubborn Dog Stack.
"Gave it a good tidy up." -The Stack
"Going up there now." replied Beach Buoy.
"Morning Mate."
It was 6-49.
Beach Buoy added five suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
They had a sit and think.
Beach Buoy had written on some beach-found slate to try and reclaim Stubborn Dog Stack.
The man who once had four dogs came up to the stack with three.
"Morning."
"Morning, better day than yesterday."
A beach fisherman had wandered north.
Beach Buoy spotted three birdwatchers coming up the big slope.
They came south, passing Stubborn Dog Stack.
"Morning."
They replied with a reluctant sounding reply.
They headed off into the dunes.
"See you mate."
They returned to the beach below.
A couple of Sand Martins flew by.
Once back on the beach they met Mr.Gunn/Lunn and Excellent Dog Alifie.
They chatted about the weather yesterday.
They returned to the Esplanade.
A confused couple were looking at the VERY confusing dog ban signage.
Beach Buoy informed them of where they could walk their dog on the beach.
They were about to turn back.
"Thank you, so glad we met you."
Reassured they headed down the beach access ramp.
On the Esplanade Beach Buoy chatted to the litter-pick lady.
A Ship headed to the river.
BEACH BUOY.
