Tuesday morning.
Beach Buoy, Borrowed Dog and Another Dog reached Seaton Park Car Park.
The took the short walk to the Esplanade.
They reached the beach at 8-28.
Two Metal Detectorists worked the water's edge.
The Sunrise was bright.
There was a cold breeze from the north.
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.
The treasure hunt continued, an angry sea the backdrop.
White horses galloped onto the beach.
Beach Buoy and the Dogs headed towards a Bright Sun on a cold morning.
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Others were walking the beach too
A Border Collie ran to the water's edge.
It waited for it's owner and her other dog to arrive.
Finally.
The Water Treatment Plant.
They approached the wreck.
The Seaton Carew Wreck.
An old friend.
The lady and her two dogs were happy at the water's edge.
Beach Buoy scattered some seeds for some nearby Crows.
As he is headed south, he returned twenty four pieces of sea pottery back to the beach.
They walked just below the dunes edge as they made their way to the low level route.
At the bottom of the small slope.
Beach Buoy added two sturdy stones to the sea defence.
"Morning Mate."
He patted
THE
stone.
It was 9-06 a.m.
He added the five suitable stones.
He had a stand and a think as the Sun slipped into cloud.
He scattered some seeds for the missing Crows.
"See you mate."
They returned to the beach.
Up at Stubborn Dog Stack, Circling Crows had spotted the seed.
They landed.
Beach Buoy and the dogs crossed scattered stones.
The man who once had four dogs passed by with three.
"Morning."
"Morning Paul."
(Beach Buoy had never given his name.
Word must just get round.)
"O.K?"
"Yes. You?"
"Yes. Better day but there's a bite in that wind."
Beach Buoy and the dogs made their way back north.
A sea glass candlestick holder base.
He would brake it to Stubborn Dog Stack next visit.
The wreck was still on show.
BEACH BUOY.
