Sunday morning.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog walked to the beach.
Some barriers were still in place.
The man on a tricycle was thwarted on his attempt to reach his usual stopping and turning point.
The tide seemed to be out further than Beach Buoy could ever recall.
There was a light breeze from the south west.
Beach Buoy spotted Team One Black Ear.
He went over for a chat.
They were heading home.
They chatted.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the low level route, crossing shells and seacoal as they did so.
Beach Buoy played beach bubble wrap on the sea shells.
If anyone asks, he is making sand.
The Lady with a red coat and a brown dog called Jasper were heading back to the north.
They discussed dogs and fireworks.
Beach Buoy headed to Stubborn Dog Stack.
"See you mate."
The Sun broke through the cloud as they headed back to the beach below.
Beach Buoy continued the game of beach bubble wrap as they headed back to the north.
As he crossed the car park, he spotted Mr.Gunn/Lunn and Excellent Dog Alfie.
They chatted.
BEACH BUOY.











