NOVEMBER 2, 2026. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.

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Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the beach.

They arrived just before 7 a.m.

A man went down the beach access ramp before them.

He had a can in his right hand.

He wore one of those hats with long floppy sides.

The type that could double up as part of an   emergency  dog costume for a hastily arranged fancy dress party. 

Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones as they headed to the flatter tidal sand.

They headed south.

Three hoods were up.

They were helped along by a strong and cold tail wind.

The Beachcombing Border Collie Couple were heading back north.

Out on the horizon, rain fell.

It was heading south.

They continued south.

Some lovely light down the coast.

JUST A BIKE RIDE. 1, NOVEMBER 2026.

 The fog hung in the air like idle rain. 

Leaves fell from trees.

A foggy bike ride from Seaton Carew to the north end of The Esplanade, near to Hartlepool Marina.

Preparations were under way for a firework display later in the day

The Clock Tower was becoming a stage.

Into the headwind.

Middleton Pier.

All the fun of the fair.

BEACH BUOY.

NOVEMBER 1, 2026. SEATON SANDS , HARTLEPOOL.

 

Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the beach. 

They parked up in Sandy Car Park. 

It was chilly.

6 degrees.

The air was almost still.

Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.

They headed south.

Team One Black were up ahead with their posse of Crows.

Feed them once and they recognise you every beach visit.

As Beach Buoy chatted to Team One Black Ear, the fog buzzer began to buzz.

From a distance there seemed to be a section of rough sea on an otherwise calm day.

The partial Wind Turbines looked like the early stages of an artist's impression.

It became obvious as they headed south that it was just the Sea Serpent being a little lively.

A man and his Happy Dog walked the water's edge.

A couple with hats and dogs headed south.

The lady is a regular.

She sometimes sits and thinks at the grey rocks.

Diving Bird ..

The Turbines were almost lost in a distant mist.

The Three Crows.

Like keepers to the gateway of the low level route.

Beach Buoy knows the password.

Seed.

He checked back to the north.

They walked the low level route.

He collected and placed two sturdy stones.

They climbed the small slope.

"Morning Mate." 

It was 7-44.

Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.

He patted 

THE

stone.

He scattered some seeds.

He topped up the wildlife water bowl.

He watched the Sea Serpent.

The Three Crows, sat down on the grey rocks watched him.

He heard the sound of flapping dog ears.

Dasher, the Muzzled Dog had joined them.

Half of Team Muzzled Dog followed.

They chatted.

The visitors headed off into the dunes.

"See you mate." 

"See you everybody body, Dad,Geoff, Tom the Sunderland Supporter and the rest.

They returned to the low level route.

The Crows went for breakfast.

One of the Crows landed in one of the Giant pencils, to read the menu.

A hint of mist hung over Hartlepool Headland. 

Back along the water's edge.

The mist became thicker.

Everything, including the sound of the sea became a muffled grey.

They continued north through heavy damp air.

A man with a walking stick and a Sausage Dog passed by.

" Morning."

" Morning."

From the north, the screams of sea swimmers entering the water drifted down the water's edge.

The Crow with a large head and an unusual call, came for seed.

He brought nine friends.

Beach Buoy obliged. 

Starlings were up on The Esplanade.

Some landed on the information boards.

Alfie (yes another Alfie) and Archie came to investigate.

They are members of Team Mick Aston Jumper. 

The colourful jumpers haven't been seen in a long time.

BEACH BUOY. 

OCTOBER 31, 2026.

 

Beach Buoy and Another Dog arrived at Sandy Car Park in Seaton Carew.

It was 7-08 a.m.

Barriers had been placed up against the Esplanade Wall.

They are for tomorrow night's fireworks display.

It seems a little early this year but next weekend would be after the event.

It's Guy Fawkes night in England on November 5th.

The Litter pick lady were on the Esplanade.

They chatted as her White Scottie Dog scratched at the Esplanade grass.

They headed down the beach access ramp.

They headed to the tidal sands.

Beach Buoy selected five suitable stones.

There was plenty of choice 

Recent storms had stripped soft dry sand from the non-tidal part of the beach 

It resembled a badly cobbled street.

They made their way southwards.

They had arrived after sunrise.

Low cloud and a hint of mist meant that it was a glowing blush backdrop to the Piers of the River Tees.

There was a slight chill in the light breeze from the south west.

 

Team One Black Ear were to the south.

They took feed the Crows so they had company on their return journey to the north.

They chatted as they paused then passed one another.

The North end of the beach was still quiet.

It was just sand, seacoal and Gulls.

They walked the water's edge.

North Gare Pier.

Beach Buoy checked to see if the blog has passed 2 Million views.

It had...

Team Muzzled Dog passed by as they overtook them.

He shared the blog news 

They aware of the blog and read it from time to time.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the low level route.

He collected two sturdy stones.

He added them to the sea defence.

It's what Beach Buoys do best.

It was a new Brakesy artwork day.

"Morning Mate." 

Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.

He scattered some seeds.

He topped up the wildlife water bowl.

He had a stand and a think.

Crows waited for breakfast.

A lady came up to the stack with her two Spaniels 

She had seen the Stack before but never any of Brakesy's artwork.

Beach Buoy told her about the artist and the blog too.

She took photographs of some of the artwork before heading off south in the dunes.

The three Crows headed to Stubborn Dog Stack.

One and Two.

Two and Three.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed back to the north.

The lady with a German Shepherd led the way back.

Hints of seacoal show were the sea had been.

A man walked the water's edge with another German Shepherd.

The man who once had four dogs passed by with three.

"Morning Paul." 

"Morning.Alright?" 

"Yes." 

"You?" 

" All ok thank you." 

They headed towards the low level route.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed back to the car park.

The lady with Ted the Terrible was Beachcombing her way south.

They chatted.

Beach Buoy scattered some seeds for nearby Crows.

Some flew from a distance.

It reminded Beach Buoy of birds of prey.

Beach Buoy held out an arm

"Howay Kes!" 

Up ahead, Not Not Beach Buoy and his small dog went from sea to Esplanade.

BEACH BUOY.

OCTOBER 31.

 Drawing to follow on a special day. Thank you for looking. 

It means mmtuk

Well at midnight blog was around 14,000 short of 2,000,000.

Card was prepared as it had been getting around 20,000 views a day.

It was still a few thousand short of 2,000,000 when we set off for the beach.

Total was checked whilst  on the beach. 

WE DID IT !

Thanks to everyone who puts up with over-egged photographs, childish drawings and repetitive waffle.

Thank you.

Paul and all at Stubborn Dog Stack.