Thursday evening.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog arrived at 6-41.
The Little Tern Warden watched over the nest site from the Esplanade.
Another Dog would not walk.
She was carried like a baby once again.
To the south, a rainbow was giving away the location of the pot of gold at Stubborn Dog Stack.
The tide was out beyond the wreck.
The clouds were dramatic.
This stone looked sad.
He already had his five suitable stones.
To be honest, it was more sturdy than suitable.
It went into Beach Buoy's beach bag.
It could join Team Stack.
They made their way to the low level route.
Beach Buoy selected two new sturdy stones.
He added them to the sea defence.
"Evening Mate."
It was 7-08.
He added the five suitable stones and the sad one that was borderline sturdy.
He patted
THE
stone.
Beach Buoy had a stand and a think.
Two beach fishermen to the north packed up their gear and left.
"See you mate."
They returned to the beach below.
They headed back but a look to the stack showed that the tell tale rainbow had returned.
A man walked from South to North with a large bag.
He had seen the man and the bag before.
The man kept turning around as if suspicious of Beach Buoy.
From a distance, the random tube seemed curious as to what was in the bag.
Three stood by the sea.
A young lady sat on a driftwood seat with her Doodle Dog.
BEACH BUOY.
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