NOVEMBER 12, 2026. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the beach.

They made their way down the access ramp as a jogger headed north along the Esplanade.

It was 6-26 a.m.

They headed to the water's edge.

The tide was a canny way in.

Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.

It was cold.

So were the stones

3 degrees.

There was a chilly wind from the north east.

They went dune side of the beach-trapped water as they made their way to Stubborn Dog Stack.

The last tide had been high, almost up to the dune edge.

The sea was tough.

It's edge was filled with seafoam.

Gulls and Planes hung in the air.

It was artificial light that lit seafront windows for now.

They walked the low level route.

It was 6-46.

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

Up the small slope.

"Morning Mate." 

It was 6-57.

Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.

He patted

THE

stone.

He scattered some seeds for the Crows.

He had a stand and a think.

Ruby, Another Dog chose to sit and think.

"See you mate." 

They returned to the beach.

The Gateway Crows waited until they had stepped down onto the low level route once more...

Then off they flew to Stubborn Dog Stack.

Breakfast was served.

They made their way along to the beach.

The man with a rucksack and a Rottweiler were just beyond the grey rocks.

He had no rucksack today.

They chatted.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog dawdled.

There was no rush today.

The Rottweiler Man walked the water's edge with big friendly dog.

Beach Buoy looked at to sea.

It's what Beach Buoy's do best.

Gulls became Turbines.

Turbines became Gulls.

Back to the north.

The Sun rose.

A lady walked the water's edge, taking photographs of the Sunrise as she did so.

BEACH BUOY.

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NOVEMBER 11, 2026. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.

 

Beach Buoy and Another Dog arrived at the beach at 7 a.m.

There was no need for torches.

Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.

They headed South.

Beach Buoy sprinkled a long narrow line of seed for the twelve gathered Crows.

The tide was a canny way out.

Others joined the party.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog turned to head south.

There was a slight breeze from the north.

It had a chill to it.

Beach Buoy was well wrapped up.

The chill in the air was nice 

The lady who walks the full length of the beach was up ahead.

She was returning northwards.

Behind her, the Beachcombing Border Collie Couple searched their way back across the shingle and sand.

It was to be a hidden Sunrise.

There was still plenty of light and colour.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog climbed a 30 degrees slope on a 6 degrees morning.

The lady who walks the full length of the beach had passed by.

They had shared spoken mornings and not too distant waves.

They walked the low level route.

Beach Buoy selected, then added two sturdy stones to the sea defence.

Up the small slope.

"Morning Mate." 

It was 7-29

Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.

He patted

THE

stone.

He scattered some seeds.

He had a short stand and a think.

"See you mate." 

Back to the low level route.

As per rehearsals, the Crows moved in.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog left them to it.

They crossed wet sand.

They made their way back north.

Windows of differing angles took turns to reflect the glow of the morning sunlight.

Team Muzzled Dog were in the distance heading south.

They greeted one another as they passed.

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

They also greeted one another.

All was well.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the Esplanade.

Dottie Dog and her owner were dashing towards the sea.

"Morning." 

"Morning Paul!" 

On the Beach Access Ramp Beach Buoy met up with Mr.Gunn/Lunn and Excellent Dog Alfie.

They were heading to the beach.

They chatted before going their own ways.

The Village Church Bells rang for eight.

BEACH BUOY.

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.