Friday.
They walked to the beach.
Streetlights and a Reindeer family were still illuminated.
A Bus headed to Middlesbrough with a driver/passenger ratio of one to one.
They passed the Golf Club at 8 a.m.
The Beachcombing Border Collie Couple were heading home.
On The Esplanade, Team One Black Ear were heading home too.
Beach Buoy could see the waves breaking above the height of the Esplanade Wall.
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They headed down the beach access ramp at 8-06.
Three possible sunrise seekers stood up on the height of the dunes.
The tide was well out.
The wreck was on show.
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Beach Buoy had collected five suitable stones as they had walked towards it.
Looking East.
They headed south along the water's edge.
In places, the waves hid the horizon.
With the low tide, the beach seemed as vast as it was empty.
So much space on their doorstep.
Perfect.
Quiet to the north too.
Mr. Gunn/Lunn came onto the beach and caught up.
As well as Excellent Dog Alfie, borrowed dog Basil was there too.
Thursday Basil on a Friday once more.
They chatted .
Mr.Gunn/Lunn and his dogs headed for the big slope.,
Rough seas had bitten at the "Easy" route.
It wasn't so easy now.
Maybe the Big Slope was the better option?
It was 8-35 a.m. when they reached Stubborn Dog Stack.
"Morning Mate."
Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
Beach Buoy wondered where the Crow was?
He had a sit and think about it on a driftwood seat with an elevated view.
Moments later, the Crow was wondering just where the seed was.
Beach Buoy is glad that the Crow comes to the stack.
"See you mate."
They returned to the beach after leaving a scatter of seeds for the Crow.
The Sun cleared the hills.
On the seafront, one lone window reflected the early golden Sun.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed back.
Gulls stood by the sea.
As Beach Buoy and Another Dog crossed the car park on foot, the Village Church Bells rang out for
9-15.
Beach Buoy.
