Beach Buoy and Another Dog left the house on foot and paw at 4-40 p.m.
It was a slow, sniff stop walk to the beach.
They arrived at 5 p.m.
A single Little Tern was escorting a very large Gull away from the nest site.
It looked like a hanglider chasing a Lancaster Bomber.
It would have made a wonderful photograph if captured.
Three Little Tern Warden were on duty.
A confused couple with two Spaniels were trying to understand the dog beach ban sign.
Beach Buoy went to explain.
He was thanked.
They all headed down the beach access ramp.
They headed towards the sea.
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.
It was overcast.
A mild, light breeze blew from the south east.
The tide was as far out as the Seaton Carew Wreck.
The Spaniel Couple only walked a short distance before returning to their car.
Spots of rain fell.
The fields over Saltburn way were bathed in sunlight.
They walked the low level route.
The rain had stopped.
The breeze was blowing the cloud and rain to the north east.
Beach Buoy collected two sturdy stones.
He placed them on the sea defence.
Up the small slope.
"Afternoon mate."
It was5-30.
Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
He scattered some seeds for the crows.
Caterpillar of the Yellow-tail Moth.
It's fine hairs can give a rash.
Stubborn Dog Stack looking north towards Seaton Carew.
Ruby.
Sand Martin.
"See you mate."
They returned to the beach.
Back along the water's edge.
Ruby was too warm.
Beach Buoy took off her coat.
He headed up to the dunes to do a litter-pick.
Six Plastic bottles.
One can.
One yellow water pistol.
The tide was coming in.
They were heading back.
BEACH BUOY.
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