Friday morning.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached Sandy Car Park at 6-45.
The Council Tractor trundled back to the north.
A Twitcher came up the beach access ramp.
He had a Bush Hat and a moustache.
"Morning."
"Morning."
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the sea.
He collected five suitable stones.
The Beachcombing Border Collie Couple headed home.
The Seaton Carew Wreck was playing peekaboo as the sea washed over it then pulled back out over and over.
It's been happening before any of us were born.
It'll be happening when we are gone.
They headed south.
The Tractor Tracks their path.
It's what Beach Buoy's do best.
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There was a cold breeze from the north west.
A lady with a Spaniel went from dunes to water's edge.
The lady who walks the full length of the beach headed back.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog walked the low level route.
He added to sturdy stones to the sea defence.
Up the small slope.
"Morning Mate."
It was 7-17.
Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
Reluctant Ruby.
Eventually she joined Beach Buoy up at Stubborn Dog Stack.
Team Muzzled Dog arrived.
They chatted.
They left.
Beach Buoy scattered some seeds for the Crows.
"See you mate."
Beach Buoy tried to continue south.
Another Dog was having none it.
Carry and try again.
No.
Carry and try again.
No.
They had a stand off.
Beach Buoy can be stubborn too.
He turned his back on Another Dog, choosing to use the time to make notes in his beach book.
A Skylark sang.
Eventually Beach Buoy won.
They continued south once more.
Dips in the dunes offered shelter from the wind.
Each one a suntrap.
She tried again.
Ghost fishing gear.
SEA MIST.
HL291.
Down near Sand Martin Corner some of the dune edge had gone.
Sand Martins had been burrowing there.
A single Sand Martin flew around.
The sea see ed to be much wilder than the strength of the wind would suggest.
Heading back.
See how happy she was.
They gave a Beach Crow some seeds.
The wreck today.
BEACH BUOY.
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