Another Dog was comfy, but there was a walk and work to be done...
The other day someone had removed one of the confusing dog ban signs.
Beach Buoy took it home for safe keeping.
He made some colourful and useful additions to the sign.
You are here, ramp and car park locations.
Oh and location of the sea!1
Reattached.
Hopefully non locals will understand that it is ok to go down the ramp to the beach beyond.
The sign showing the Dog Ban Zone Area was confusing thanks to it's rotation.
Beach Buoy had to explain to a passer-by just what he was up to at 5-45 a.m.
Someone had done a beachclean.
There would be more to do...
They headed to the beach.
It was still before 6 a.m.
Beach Buoy collection five suitable stones.
There was a breeze from the east.
The tide had not long turned from high.
Up to the south, Team One Black Ear were heading back to the north.
They stopped to chat.
Team One Black Ear had done a beachclean.
A dodgy-looking cardboard box just about held a collection of glass bottles.
They sent their separate ways.
A forlorn shout.
The box has given up the ghost.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog walked the low level route.
He added two Sturdy Stones to the sea defence.
They climbed the small slope.
"Morning Mate."
It was 6-22.
Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
He scattered some seeds for the Crows.
They had a sit and a think.
"See you mate.'
They continued southwards, in search of the "Sturdy Driftwood Bench."
Unusually, Another Dog led the way.
The North.
Some of the dunes to the south had been damaged by fire.
Onwards to Sand Martin Corner.
Jackpot!
There it was.
To the west more burnt areas.
The Sturdy Driftwood Bench.
With an excellent view.
Even Another Dog seemed to like it.
They sat a while watching the Sand Martins swoop around the curve of Sand Martin Corner.
They would return.
A half-height giant pencil.
Back to the Stack...
North and South Gare at the mouth of the Tees
Wabbit Twacks.
The walkway through the Grey Rocks.
Ruby was still quite keen.
Beach Buoy hammered the half-height into the sand alongside the stack.
"See you mate."
They returned to the north.
Bottle Bank?
Sandy Dune bank.
Some even left unopened.
He began a beachclean.
Dylan the dog passed by.
Distant waves were shared.
Bottles unopened too.
Ice pack blocks in picnic bag.
Beach Buoy stopped to chat to Mr.Gunn/Lunn and Excellent Dog Alfie.
Beach-cleaned.
57 glass bottles.
22 cans.
1 plastic bag.
2 rucksacks.
1 picnic bag with freezer blocks.
1 handbag.
BEACH BUOY.
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