Friday morning.
6-29.
A couple were heading to the access ramp from the beach.
Their two large dogs were off their leads.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the steps to the north.
Better safe than sorry.
A Ship headed to the river.
Over on the dune edge, the lady with a red coat and a brown dog headed back to the car park.
She was too distant for even a distant wave.
It can happen.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the sea.
They headed south alongside a high tide line.
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones as they walked.
Team One Black Ear were well ahead to the south.
The light but chilly breeze blew from the south west.
One hood went up.
The sea had peaked.
It was beginning to head out.
The Sun cleared low cloud.
Their long and thin sunshine shadows joined them for their walk.
Sea front windows reflected the low but bright sunlight.
They walked with a
breeze-rippled sea.
The lady who walks on and exercises on the beach,
the one with the comedy toe story.
Passed by, heading north.
Sha had yet another different dog this morning.
They chatted briefly.
Dog talk.
Other regulars will be missing for a while.
The Beachcombing Border Collie Couple and Mr.Gunn/Lunn too.
The 7 a.m. club have a possible injury situation.
Milo and Ruby.
They had met up with Team One Black Ear.
They chatted.
The man who once had four dogs but now had three passed by.
"Morning."
"Morning."
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to Stubborn Dog Stack.
7-15 a.m.
Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
He had a stand and think.
A camera-shy seal went north to south.
"See you mate."
They headed back to the beach below.
Team Muzzled Dog stopped for a lovely chat
They reached the point of yesterday's wet ankles.
The lady who walks the full the length passed by as she did so.
"Morning."
"Morning,"
They headed back to the van.
Little People and their dogs walked the Esplanade Wall while it was still fairly quiet.
BEACH BUOY.
