Tuesday Morning.
Beach Buoy had gone to bed very early.
More surprisingly he slept too.
His battery felt fully charged for a change.
Another Dog had slept as long as Beach Buoy did.
She was bright eyed and bushy tailed today.
They headed to the beach.
He could see an orange flashing light on the Esplanade.
It was Scruffy the dog with an illuminated collar on.
Beach Buoy chatted to his owner and the lady with a greyhound.
"Haven't seen you for ages." noted Beach Buoy.
"People were saying thought you'd died, charming." Scruffy's owner replied.
An update about the 7 a.m. club was shared.
The Esplanade Cyclist passed by.
"Morning."
"Morning."
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the beach.
A ship headed towards the river.
Up ahead, confident silhouettes walked the water's edge.
A lady and her dog.
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.
Wind Turbine and Sea Serpent Marker.
A man and his Border Collie headed north.
They headed to Stubborn Dog Stack.
"Morning Mate."
It was 7-05.
Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
He sat on the driftwood seat with an elevated view.
Another Dog sat nearby.
Upright and on guard.
She was glad to be out.
Dennis the Dog and his owner passed by on the beach below.
Distant waves were shared.
It doesn't take long to join the distant wave club.
All are welcome.
The Beachcombing Border Collie Couple came and went.
"See you mate."
They returned to the beach below.
There was hardly a breath of wind.
The tide was out far enough to allow beach access to Sand Martin Corner.
Rays of early morning Sun stretched across the sea and sky.
The lady who walks the full beach passed by.
"Morning."
"Morning."
They stopped to chat to Team Muzzled Dog, sharing the 7 a.m. club update.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog continued northwards.
The man with a small black dog stopped to chat.
He commented on how lively Another Dog was looking today.
BEACH BUOY.
