SEATON SNOOKS TEA ROOM OUT AND ABOUT CARD.

 

24, DECEMBER 2025,

SEATON SANDS 

HARTLEPOOL.

THE MIDGET GEM MINE 

Beach Buoy.

27, DECEMBER 2025 SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.

 An afternoon visit.

Saturday afternoon.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog walked to the beach.

They arrived at 2-42 p.m.

The tide was way out.

A colourful kite flew in a grey sky thanks to the strong wind off the sea.

Down towards the water's edge, a couple seemed to have a wet foot situation?

Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the wreck.

A family played on some nearby rocks.

They made their way to Stubborn Dog Stack.

it was 3-09.

"Afternoon Mate."

Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.

He patted

THE

stone.

They had a sit and think.

Beach Buoy watched the beach below.

Another Dog was on guard.

Keeping a watch for incoming from along the easy route.

"See you mate."

They returned to the beach.

Team Muzzled Dog were there.

They too were having a second beach walk.

They chatted briefly.

Beach Buoy did a shingle search as he headed back.

A tiny red pot or stone fish caught his eye.

Back to Seaton Carew.

BEACH BUOY.

27, DECEMBER 2025. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.

 Saturday morning.

The Gentleman with a determined walking stick headed south along the Esplanade.

"Morning."

"Morning."

One third of Team Mick Aston Jumper were on the Esplanade.

"Morning."

"Morning."

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

It was 7-52.

Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones in the strong wind from the north.

Team One Black Ear caught up from the north.

They walked and chatted.

Milo the Borrowed Dog was back in town.

He dropped his Scooby Doo ball at Beach Buoy's feet.

It's like he has never been away.

Beach Buoy threw the ball for the friendly dog.

A couple walked the water's edge.

They paused to kiss.

Out at sea a Tanker turned to head for the river.

Milo, the borrowed dog went for a closer look.

Team Muzzled Dog caught them up.

They all walked together.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog went to Stubborn Dog Stack.

It was 8-19.

Beach Buoy added five suitable stones.

He patted 

THE 

stone.

They had a sit and think as Gulls hung in the air.

Ruby.

The Tanker was getting closer.

The Pilot Boat and the Tugs were preparing for its arrival.

A Crow was flying overhead.

Beach Buoy stood.

He signalled for the Crow to land on one of the giant pencils if it wanted seed.

It did so.

Who is training who?

Beach Buoy left a pile of seed as he left.

"See you mate."

They returned to the beach below.

They stopped to chat to the Sunderland Supporter with a black dog.

The Tanker approached the river.

In total, three Tugs came to guide it down river.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed back to the north along the water's edge.

Back to the car park.

BEACH BUOY.

26, DECEMBER 2025. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.

 

Boxing Day.

An elderly man with shorts and a determined walking stick, walked the Esplanade.

"Morning."

"Morning."

Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the beach at 7-52 a.m.

Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones as they headed south.

The tide was well in.

There was a strong breeze off the sea.

Beach Buoy walked and talked a while with Team Muzzled Dog.

They continued south along the dune edge.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog went to Stubborn Dog Stack.

8-19.

"Morning Mate."

Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.

He patted

THE

stone.

They had a sit and think.

Gulls hung the updraught.

A Ship headed into the Tees.

Angel Wing Cloud.

A Gull cried as it flew sideways.

South to north.

The wind up on the dune edge was bracing but not cold.

It was most probably just what the Doctor Ordered .

On the beach below, yesterday's group of three headed back with their dogs.

Two wind-assisted Cormorants flew north like missiles.

A hint of sunlight began to show to the south.

"See you mate."

They returned to the low level route.

Beach Buoy paused to feed two Crows that were hoping and hopping on the grey rocks.

The waves rolled in as the tide went out.

The Sun cleared the hills.

A Parcel of six Oyster Catchers zoomed by in wind.

Air mail.

Sea foam ghosts ran ashore.

Other ghosts walked with him.

Daylight shone through the gaps between trees on the hills.

Up ahead small groups did their own Boxing Day dips before the main event at 11-30.

They made their way back to the Esplanade.

The only dips they will be doing will involve cheese.

BEACH BUOY

CHRISTMAS DAY 2025. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.

 "And so this is Christmas."

The happiest or the saddest of days depending on your situation.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the beach at 7-53.

One third of Team Mick Aston Jumper were just getting out of their car.

This third is a Black Pug with an owner like a retired Captain Birdseye.

"Morning. Merry Christmas."

"Merry Christmas. She's got her Christmas jumper on."

Sure enough underneath her waterproof coat, the Pug was wearing a Christmas jumper.

The rearranged meeting man marched by.

"Morning."

"Morning."

There was a wind blowing from the south east.

Sand was being blown up the access slope.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog opted to go to the southern end of the Esplanade.

Once over the small wall, they were on the beach.

A couple walked their Border Collie along the water's edge.

Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.

No torch required.

A group of three stood with their three dogs to the north.

Beach Buoy had seen them before but their paths had never crossed.

A walker walked the dune heights, coming and going as he walked the highs and lows.

The dunes of life.

Up ahead he dropped down onto the beach.

He had a dog.

They only walked the beach a short while before merging back into the dunes.

One half of Team Muzzled Dog were jogging back to the north.

The lady and Alfie the Border Collie.

"Morning, Merry Christmas."

"Merry Christmas."

They chatted briefly but the lady had to crack on.

She was time keeping in this morning's park run on the Esplanade.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog made their way to Stubborn Dog Stack.

"Morning Mate, Merry Christmas."

It was 8-23.

He Patted

THE

stone.

He added five more."

He had a sit and think...

Dogs and people appeared up the small slope.

It was the group of three from the north.

All were friendly.

"Merry Christmas."

 bounded around like an echo.

The group headed back north along the "Easy" route before dropping back down onto the beach below.

Beach Buoy let the three gain a bit of distance before setting off.

"See you mate."

Back to the beach.

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

"Morning, Merry Christmas."

"Morning, Merry Christmas.

The Sunderland supporter was to the north.

Beach Buoy was still under the weather so would keep his distance.

They passed by.

Distant,

Morning and Merry Christmases 

were shared.

A Ship left the river behind.

The Pilot boat alongside.

The Christmas beach was quite busy.

There was the fainest hint of pink on some of the cloud's underbellies

A couple headed south.

Shop-bought coffees in hand.

Doddle Dog by their side.

A flat cap and a Spaniel headed to the sea.

up on the Esplanade a Jogger went by.

He was wearing a pointy, green Christmas tree hat.

BEACH BUOY.