Monday morning.
Beacxh Buoy and Another Dog reached Sandy Car Park at 6-50,
They headed down the beach access ramp.
They set off.
Their green lights were flashing.
Light rain was falling.
It was mild with a breeze from the south.
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.
Another beach walker's light shone to the north.
They drifted into the dunes.
They walked the low level route as the sea rumbled, not roared.
It was finally calming down.
Beach Buoy wonder when it would start to return taken sand?
Beach Buoy laid two sturdy stones at the little slope's sea defences.
They climbed the slope.
"Morning Mate."
It was 7-17.
They had reached the stack in good time.
Beach Buoy patted
THE
stone.
He patted
THE
stone.
No Crow.
No Fox.
Company is never guaranteed.
Enjoy it when it is on offer.
"See you mate."
They headed back on the beach below.
Back to the north.
A Couple with a Beagle passed by.
A man with a wool hat and a dog called Moshoo.
passed by too.
"Morning."
"Morning."
BEACH BUOY/
