NOVEMBER 11, 2026. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.

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Beach Buoy and Another Dog arrived at the beach at 6-59 a.m.

NOVEMBER 10, 2026. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog arrived at the beach.

It was 6-28 a.m.

The temperature was 2 degrees 

The air was almost still.

A tall man his dog walked the Esplanade.

They had both been drawn to the same scale.

They headed to the tidal sands.

In the distance, a fig buzzer buzzed.

Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.

The Beachcombing Border Collie Couple were heading back north.

Team One Black Ear were to the north, heading south.

The tide was a canny way out.

The random pipe was on show but the wreck was at sea.

They headed south along the water's edge.

Up ahead, the Man with a Rucksack and a Rottweiler played with his big but friendly dog.

They shared distant waves.

The man asked if Ruby was O.K.

She was.

Beach Buoy had a short walk and talk with Team One Black Ear.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog went from sloping sands, up beyond a strand-line cut.

They walked to the low level route of the dunes.

A jogger made his way to North Gare Pier.

He ran along the water's edge.

Out in the bay lines of mist ran out like ghosts of Piers past.

Beach Buoy collected and added two sturdy stones to the sea defence.

As he did so, the Sun cleared the low cloud.

It was 7-29 a.m.

They climbed the small slope to Stubborn Dog Stack.

"Morning Mate." 

It was 7-30.

Beach Buoy patted

THE

stone.

He added the five suitable stones.

Ruby.

Beach Buoy scattered some seeds.

He topped up the wildlife water bowl.

He had a stand and a think.

"See you mate." 

They continued to the south.

Like Moths to a flame, they headed towards the Sun.

Like Crows to the seed Crows flew to the seed...

The Turbine Yard beyond the dunes.

Goodness Gracious...

Off to the Tank Traps and beyond.

The driftwood seat at Sand Martin Corner.

Far side of the River Tees.

The Blue Lagoon.

aka North Gare Beach.

Remember this.

As he went down to the beach, Beach Buoy could hear hundreds of birds.

A bird cloud disappeared into the distance.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog walked down to the riverside.

The cloud of birds returned.

A zoom in will help to see them

They had an unusual call.

They returned to Seaton Sands after a mooch down by the river 

They slid down the slope below the driftwood seat.

Through the Tank Traps back to Seaton Carew.

Beach Buoy had to nip back to Stubborn Dog Stack.

A Crow was keeping guard at Stubborn Dog Stack.

"See you mate again." 

Back to the beach.

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

They chatted.

The third dog was down south.

He is known to like sitting in a Pub.

They separate ways with a joint

"See you later." 

Both said at the same time.

Back to the Village.

It was a lovely day.

The wreck today.

Ruby today.

BEACH BUOY.

JUST A BIKE RIDE. 9, NOVEMBER 2O26

 

Elizabeth Road Junction.

Seaton Carew.

Seaton Carew Bus Station.

Out in the Bay.

Towards the Tees.

Distant Detectorist.

Looking for Gold.

North to Hartlepool Marina.

The Norton Hotel on the Village Green.

Hartlepool Headland.

27 Tees Turbines.

Gull and Roseberry Topping.

Four Swans flew into the Sun.

Middleton Pier.

The Kittiwake's Hotel.

Bait digging.

More apartments.

Lift shaft first.

Head back north.

Back to Sunny Seaton Carew.

Back at the Bus Station.

BEACH BUOY.