Words to add later
"Evening Mate."
Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
He had a stand and a think.
Thursday, 7 May 2026
7, MAY 2026. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the Esplanade at 5-20 a.m.
Sunrise was at 5-13.
Time flies.
It only seems a couple of weeks ago it began with a 7, 7-59.
It took place behind low cloud.
Little Terns and Vapour Trails crossed the sky.
Two Little Terns escort a Gull from the nest site air space.
Kestrels and Owls are a bit more of a fight.
The Sun began to show as they reached the beach access ramp.
A man and his small dog walked the Esplanade.
They headed to the beach.
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones as they walked.
An Esplanade Cyclist ride to the South end before resting up against the wall.
They headed South.
To be continued...
By the water's edge.
Beach Buoy checked to the north.
The beach was theirs.
Seaton Snooks Tea Room Collector Card.
No.1
Pebble with Legs.
Seaton Snooks Tea Room Collector Card.
No.2.
Pair of Pebbles with Legs.
The vapour trails were a little like the Tractor tracks.
He will walk this route one day.
Little Tern.
"Morning Mate."
It was 6-11.
He added five suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
Wednesday, 6 May 2026
SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL. 6, MAY 2026.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog arrived at Sandy Car Park.
It was 6-44.
More importantly, it was a new beach book day.
No blank page hesitation here.
Beach Buoy is straight in with scribbles, abbreviations and tiny sketches of future tea room cards that record their walks.
A twitcher rested his large camera on the Esplanade Wall.
Another twitcher and camera had chosen to stand on the beach.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed down the beach access ramp.
It has been exorcised, the "ghosts" has gone.
Once on the beach, Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.
A walking man began to jog southwards.
The Gulls that were stood by the water's edge took flight.
Twitcher, the third of the day.
Another big camera lens pointed at the Little Terns.
Their calls filled the air.
Twitchers.
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.
They headed south.
The tide was well in.
Every now and then, sea foam fingers tried to grab their feet.
The Gull-chasing jogger returned to the north.
The twitchers and the lady who walks the full length of the beach.
There was a fresh breeze from the north east.
The lady who walks the full length of the beach went by.
Another Dog had watched her approach and had gone on strike until she had passed by.
"Morning."
"Morning."
Beach Buoy explained the situation.
They headed up the dune edge.
Whilst walking the low level route, he collected two sturdy stones.
They were placed at the bottom of the small slope.
To the north Dylan's the Dog's owner was chatting to the lady who walked the length of the beach
"Morning Mate."
Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
It was 7-17.
He had a stand and think after scattering seed for the birds.
The view from Stubborn Dog Stack.
Dasher appeared.
The Muzzled Dog.
She's a lovely dog.
The Muzzle is so she can't catch Sand Dune Wabbits.
The glasses are to protect her eyes from the Sea Buckthorn thorns as she chases them.
Her owners arrived at Stubborn Dog Stack.
They chatted.
Alfie, the Border Collie was there too.
Paw on the mend.
"See you mate."
Beach Buoy scattered some seeds.
They returned to the beach.
A handy piece of driftwood.
They headed back to the north.
A lady headed south.
Headscarf, sunglasses, Blue Top and white trousers.
More south of France than Seaton Carew
"Morning."
"Morning."
Dottie Dog came running by.
Beach Buoy paused to chat briefly to her owner.
Another lady passed by.
A stranger with a G
"Morning. But wild isn't it?
"Fresh."
BEACH BUOY
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