Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the beach.
It was Monday morning.
It was 6-13.
The lady with a red coat and a brown dog called Jasper, headed into the dunes.
It was a lovely sunny start to the day.
They headed to the beach.
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones as they wandered towards the sea.
They headed to the Seaton Carew Wreck.
The tide would claiming so best photograph it at the start of the walk.
The Low Sun cast long shadows.
They walked south, along the water's edge.
Team One Black Ear were to the north.
The Beachcombing Border Collie Couple were walking the strand-line, hopeful for finds.
There was a very light breeze from the west.
The Sun rose.
The Bay's Turbines turned slowly but surely.
That random pipe.
Dune Ducks.
Two did an arc across the bay before returning to the cover of the dunes.
A man headed north with his hands in his pockets.
The lady with a red coat and a brown dog called Jasper gave a returned distant wave as she and her lovely dog returned to the north.
South.
They headed to the low level route.
Ruby aka Another Dog went on strike.
It was just a control thing.
Lhasa Apso Dogs can't help it.
It's what they do best.
Pretend to look away as though there isn't a situation.
Eyes still looking.
Beach Buoy ignored Ruby, choosing to see some beach regulars to the north.
Eventually they moved.
Beach Buoy collected two sturdy stones for the sea defence.
He added them.
"Morning Mate."
It was 6-54.
He added the five suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
They paused a while.
The Sea Serpent Marker.
A Ship left the river behind.
"See you mate."
They crossed the grey rocks directly in front of Stubborn Dog Stack.
Stubborn Dog Stack from the beach below.
To Sand Martin Corner as Skylarks sang.
They wandered around the Tank Traps.
Sand Martins.
Yes you could search for an image and find many more better photographs.
But these are "our" Sand Martins.
"Ours."
North Gare Pier.
The Sea Serpent Marker.
A Crow using one of Stubborn Dog Stack's Giant Pencils as a vantage point.
They headed back to the north.
The lady who walks the full beach passed by.
"Morning."
"Morning."
Team Muzzled Dog passed by.
"Morning."
"Morning."
Mr.Gunn/Lunn came along from the north.
Beach Buoy told him about the earlier than usual Gannets.
Not Not Beach Buoy and his little dog.
Heading back to the Esplanade at the start of the dunes.
The Village Church Bells rang for 7-45.
BEACH BUOY.
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