Sunday morning.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog walked to the beach.
There were lots of power struggle stops.
Another Dog would just stop and stare at Beach Buoy.
At least it was already light.
A chilly wind blew.
Wind chimes chimed like a sea front ice cream van.
Nothing a good pair of scissors couldn't fix.
Just listen to the sound of the wind for goodness sake!
As they waited to cross Tees Road, a wind-assisted Smug Cyclist went flying by.
They finally reached the beach at 7-25.
The Wind Turbine Vessel was anchored off Hartlepool.
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones as they headed south.
It was 7-47 a.m.
It was cold.
Snow on the hills gave the wind a chill.
Three hoods were up.
Beach Buoy carried Another Dog over a river of wind-blown shifting sand.
The Seaton Carew Wreck.
It and Beach Buoy will be gone one day.
Beach Buoy scattered some seeds for Crows.
Beach Buoy returned more sea pottery to the strand-line as they walked.
Thanks to the recent rough seas, the low level route was even lower.
Beach Buoy added two sturdy stone to the base of the small slope.
"Morning mate."
It was 8-21.
Beach Buoy patted
THE
stone.
He added five more.
Others had added stones too.
Messages on driftwood.
A Brakesy.
Beach Buoy wasn't sure if it was a recent addition or if it had been uncovered?
The Sea Serpent surfaced.
Beach Buoy gave a distant wave.
He had a stand and a think.
He scattered some seeds.
"See you mate."
Crows arrived as they left.
They continued south along the dune edge.
Clouds beyond the dunes,
A Crow watched from the Grey Rocks.
Beach Buoy left food.
Posts buried in the dunes or on the beach, have to be photographed.
Other people's markers.
Sand Martin Corner.
Very little sand or Martins.
The remains of the machine gun post.
A Ship headed out to sea.
A five stones game piece.
exposed in the shingle now that so much sand had gone.
They stopped to chat to Mr.Gunn/Lunn.
Beach Buoy made a fuss of Excellent Dog Alfie.
They returned to the north.
Someone walked to the water's edge.
That someone returned to the Car Park.
Fun runners were stood waiting near their vehicles for the off.
They looked like Colourful Penguins.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed back.
For almost two hours he was 12 once more.
BEACH BUOY.
