Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the beach car park at 6-20 a.m.
Scruffy and Mam were walking The Esplanade.
"Morning."
"Morning Paul."
Scruffy came over to say hello too.
She was wearing a muzzle.
"It's to stop her eating rubbish. She is getting used to it now."
The lady with a red coat and a brown dog called Jasper, headed down the beach access ahead of Beach Buoy and Another Dog.
"Morning."
"Morning."
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the sea.
Rainfall fell.
The 7 a.m. club had already passed, heading north.
It was a Deer-stalker and one dog day.
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.
He found another one with no voice.
The tide was out beyond the Seaton Carew Wreck.
The Beachcombing Border Collie Couple headed down the access ramp.
Their conversation echoed of The Esplanade Wall.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog dawdled southwards.
The rain wasn't amounting to much but the one hood that went up, stayed up.
They continued south.
Hands in pockets.
Head deep in thought as well as the hood.
Lots of shingle lay ahead.
Out in the bay, the greyness of the rain crept south.
The Wind Turbines took on the colour of the rain.
The final few faded like a broken pinky promise.
The rain stopped.
The hood that can be the safest of places can suffocate too.
It came down.
6-54.
"Morning Mate."
Beach Buoy added the five stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
He sat on the driftwood seat with an elevated view.
A wet driftwood seat with an elevated view at that.
On the beach below, the confident lady with a confident dog headed south along the water's edge.
"See you mate."
Beach Buoy and Another Dog continued south along the edge of the dunes.
Team One Black Ear were down on the beach, heading back north.
It was unusual for them to have gone to Sand Martin Corner.
They shared distant waves.
At Sand Martin Corner, Two Crows stood up on Pier signage.
They watched as Beach Buoy took pictures of sky, as he failed trying to photograph the Swooping Sand Martins.
They headed back.
Tiny fish darted here and there in Tank Trap Rock Pools.
A beach fisherman stood at the sea.
They returned to the van.
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