Beach Buoy was alone.
It was 6-18.
The Beachcombing Border Collie Couple crossed the car park.
The person who walks it's perimeter did so.
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones as he headed towards the sea.
There was a fresh breeze from the west.
The tide was well out.
Sand Martin above the low level route.
7 a.m.
"Morning Mate."
Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
He didn't have sit and think.
"See you mate."
He continued south,
The Tank Traps.
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North Gare Pier.
Above Sand Martin Corner, looking north.
Sand Martin.
North Gare Beach.
The Blue Lagoon.
The track to North Gare Pier.
So much coal laid with the shingle down by the river.
Beachclean in a Candy Floss Bucket.
Back to Seaton Sands.
A ship headed to the river.
Beach Buoy went to the wreck.
He faffed on,taking photographs.
BEACH BUOY.
