3, JUNE 2026. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL

 

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2, JUNE 2026. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.

Work in progress.

Beach Buoy arrived at Sandy Car Park.

It was 6-27 a.m.

He was alone.

Team One Black Ear were coming up the beach access ramp.

They chatted as Beach Buoy made a fuss of Hugo, the dog with one black ear.

There was talk of two beach fishermen and a camouflaged tent to the north.

Little Terns chattered over head.

Beach Buoy headed to the beach.

He collected five suitable stones as he headed to the water's edge.

The tide was well in.

Rain fell out at sea.

The tide was well but heading out.

More angled rain fell along the horizon.

They headed south.

The Camouflaged Tent was set up on the dry side of the strand-line.

A breeze blew from the west.

An Aeroplane flew overhead.

For a moment Beach Buoy traded places with one of its passengers that was looking out of the window.

That feeling of being back home, catching a glimpse of the tiny world below.

A man and his dog walk the beach.

Little more than a snapshots of another life.

What's their story?

It's here.

This is it.

More rain at sea.

Sand Martin.

Sand Martin.

Sand Martin.

"Morning Mate."

It was 7-02 a.m.

Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.

He patted 

THE 

stone.

Sit and think on a driftwood seat with an elevated view.

It began to rain.

Beach Buoy's single but waterproof hood went up.

One man tent.

"See you mate."

He continued south, along the dune edge.

He came across a camp fire spot.

Someone had been busy...

Tons of the Grey rocks had been moved to create a pathway to the sea.

Lots of work!

Nearby a Massive hole had been dug.

Sand Dune artwork.

To be continued...

Little Tern.

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1, JUNE 2026. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.

 Beach Buoy and Another Dog arrived at Sandy Car Park at 5-46 a.m.

A Cyclist was having a drink break, leaning against the Esplanade Wall.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed down the beach access ramp.

"Morning."

"Morning."

There was a light breeze from the south west.

Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones as they walked to the water's edge.

It was a short walk.

The tide had not long turned from high.

They headed south.

Team One Black Ear were already up ahead.

A beach-found Seal.

It will be washed and kept.

 A flock of rafting birds.

Beach Buoy couldn't be sure what they were.

He stood watching as they effortlessly went from South to North across the bay.

They travelled surprisingly quickly.

The lady with a red coat and a brown dog called Jasper passed by with her friend.

"Morning."

"Morning."

A Large Container Ship headed to The Tees.

As seen without the zoom option.

Beach Buoy chatted to Team One Black Ear.

They were on their return journey.

Nearby, "Elvis", Beach Buoy's favourite Crow pecked at the strand-line.

The Joy of Two Magpies.

Someone had used suitable stones from the sea defence to make a camp fire on the small slope.

They were returned to the sea defence.

"Morning Mate."

Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.

He patted

THE

stone.

He scattered seeds for the Crows to enjoy later.

It started to rain.

"See you mate."

On the return journey, Beach Buoy chatted briefly to Mr.Gunn /Lunn.

Excellent Dog Alfie trotted on.

Up on the Esplanade, Team Muzzled Dog headed to the beach.

"Morning."

"Morning."

"Hiya."

Beach clean.

Not going to photograph all. Just while it's a hot topic.

The beach-found bag with about 20 items.

Plastic bottles, cans and some bits and bobs.

 But not a Seal.

BEACH BUOY.