Tuesday morning.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog arrived at 6-47.
It was dark.
They headed to the beach .
Beach Buoy searched for five suitable by torchlight.
The "View" north to the Village of Seaton Carew and Hartlepool beyond.
They headed south.
Stars still shone.
Beach Buoy scanned the dark beach and dune edge with his bright torch.
He looked like a cross between a mobile lighthouse and a kid with a new toy.
He was neither.
Another Dog even seemed keen to be out today?
Beach Buoy was pointing the torch down to give her own private daylight.
A Illuminated vertical crane boom was more Blackpool than Hartlepool.
They headed to the low level route and the small slope beyond.
They arrived at Stubborn Dog Stack.
"Morning Mate."
It was 7-10.
Beach Buoy patted
THE
stone.
He added five more.
It seemed to be lighter earlier today thanks to the mainly clear sky.
After a stand and think they returned to the beach below.
The pre-sunrise light and reflections were lovely.
The sea swirled in on low lying sections of the beach.
Timbers of the second wreck were on show.
The tide was way out.
The South Gare Light.
The random pipe.
A patterned beach.
The young lady with a Yorkshire Terrier was just setting off to the south on the strand-line.
Her distant wave was returned.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the Seaton Carew Wreck.
Looking North.
Looking West.
Looking East.
Beach Buoy made a scoop in the sand.
He filled it with seeds.
Crows were soon on site.
The man with no dog but a pocketful of sweets headed south.
Heading for Another sunrise.
Ruby.
BEACH BUOY.
