It had snowed overnight.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog arrived at a snowy car park at 6-45.
Another Dog was surprisingly keen.
The Esplanade was dusted with snow.
They headed down the beach access ramp, keeping an eye open for winter ski jumpers that may want to share the ramp.
They headed to the beach.
Horizontal snow from the north had just stopped.
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.
They were as stubborn as they were suitable.
Beach Buoy had to kick them to free them from the frozen sands,
There seemed to be a hint of the Northern lights reflecting on the white clouds to the east?
White clouds turned to grey.
It began to snow once more.
They walked the low level route.
"Morning Mate."
It was 7-06.
They had walked at a canny pace.
Another Dog being willing helped.
It may have been the fact that she just wanted it over and done with?
Beach Buoy patted
THE
stone.
He added five more.
Another Dog sheltered behind some dune grasses as Beach Buoy stood as he made notes in his beach note book.
"See you mate."
They returned to the beach.
Another Dog was keen she pulled like a team of Huskies.
Once again the snow was head on.
Mr Gunn/Lunn came from the north.
Beach Buoy made a big fuss of Excellent Dog Alfie.
It was Basil Thursday too.
He barked at Another Dog and she barked back at him.
They chatted a while before heading off.
The Young Lady with the Yorkshire Terrier was just setting off along the beach.
Her Little Dog trotted over.
Beach Buoy made a fuss of it.
They Chatted a short while before going their own way.
Beach Buoy headed back to the north.
It all looked as little Christmas-like.
BEACH BUOY.
