Three out of four goths like to pledge.
Beach Buoy.
Sunday, 26 July 2026
26, JULY 2026. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.
It had rained through the night.
Sunday morning.
Beach Buoy arrived at the beach alone.
It was 6-20 a.m.
The lady who once fell off her bike was heading back to the north.
She was walking The Esplanade with her regular pal.
Beach Buoy headed to the tidal sand.
He collected five suitable stones as he did so.
The Beachcombing Border Collie Couple overtook.
They walk at quite a speed.
The lady who walks the full length of the beach passed by.
The discussed a missing dog and photographs of clouds.
Beach Buoy headed south.
There were lots of grey clouds around.
It was mild and muggy.
Beach Buoy's photographs won't do this morning justice.
There was an atmosphere.
Maybe it was the muggy greyness after so much sustained bright and sunny?
Out in the bay, around one hundred sea birds rafted, just north of the sea serpent marker.
Beach Buoy made his way along the low level route.
He collected two Sturdy Stones.
He added them to the sea defence.
The others that had walked the beach were now just dogs to the north.
He climbed the small slope.
Overnight raindrops hung from blades of dune grass.
"Morning Mate."
It was 6-55.
He added five suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
He scattered some seeds.
He topped up the wildlife water bowl, rainfall has helped.
He had a stand and a think.
Industry to the south.
"See you mate."
Beach Buoy continued south.
Up and down the highs and lows of the dune edges.
He looked to the north.
Tank traps in the dunes.
Photograph for a drawing later.
Beach Buoy continued south.
He was hoping that the driftwood seat was still in place.
It was.
Beach Buoy enjoyed the view for a while.
Beach Buoy wandered his way back.
Beach Buoy gave Stubborn Dog Stack a distant wave from the beach below.
As he did so, a Magpie landed on one of giant pencils.
It dropped down to feed on the seed that Beach Buoy had left.
He continued north.
Ted "the terrible." and his owner were busy searching for sea glass.
A metal detectorist scanned the sands.
The Village Church Bells rang for 8 a.m. as Beach Buoy reached the access ramp.
Up on The Esplanade, Beach Buoy placed a small beach clean into a bin.
He chatted to two thirds of Team Mick Aston Jumper.
Paul.
Saturday, 25 July 2026
25, JULY 2026. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.
Happy Gotcha Day Ruby..
Five years ago.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the beach to celebrate.
They reached Sandy Car Park at 5-58 a.m.
A Little Tern chased a Large Gull away from the nest site.
A man with a Border Collie came up from the beach.
He placed a beachclean into an Esplanade Bin.
The grass that runs alongside The Esplanade is as yellow and dry as the nearby dune sand.
The Little Tern Nest Site Fencing.
Beach Buoy wondered how long it would be before the birds would move on?
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the beach.
They went down to the flatter, tidal sand.
The tide was well out.
The wreck was on show.
The wreck lies within the dog ban area.
So close ups on dog-free days only.
Or maybe in Autumn when the dog ban doesn't apply.
Team One Black Ear were to the south.
In time their paths crossed.
They chatted.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog continued south.
He threw a capful of seed to a Lone Crow.
The only hint of Sun was an orange blush on the horizon.
To the north, Beach Buoy could see that the Beachcombing Border Collie Couple were on their way south.
A man with a dog walked the water's edge.
His dog walked in the sea.
Beach Buoy walked a lazy strand-line.
A beach-lost football waited to be kicked.
Beach Buoy obliged.
With a drop of a shoulder and the swing of a leg, Beach Buoy launched the ball.
It went up to the dune edge.
Someone would be glad to find it later.
A Beach Fisherman was setting up to the south.
"Morning Mate."
Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
He added five more.
He added some seeds .
He topped up the wildlife water bowl.
He had a sit and a think on the driftwood seat with an elevated view.
A Gull.
A smashed bottle on a beach rock.
It was beach-cleaned.
Two thirds of Team Mick Aston Jumper were walking The Esplanade.
"Morning."
"Morning."
"Morning."
Friday, 24 July 2026
24, JULY 2026. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.
Friday morning.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog arrived at Sandy Car Park.
A Twitcher sat at the nest site fencing.
Some stood by the sea.
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.
The sea front.
A small glass tile.
A sad looking stone shouted.
" Can l be suitable?
Can l come to the stack too?"
It was and did
Six suitable stones it was.
Up the small slope.
Beach Buoy added six suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
"Morning Mate."
Sit and think on the driftwood seat with an elevated view.
Sun on face.
Refreshing breeze on back.
The Council Tractor headed south.
It left those lovely tracks.
Thursday, 23 July 2026
23, JULY 2026. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.
A evening visit.
A Yellow Ship was about to enter the river.
No doubt Jeremy Clarkson sold say something like, It was so yellow that it made a banana look like a cucumber.
They walked the low level route.
Beach Buoy selected two Sturdy Stones.
He added them to the sea defence.
Up the small slope that leads to Stubborn Dog Stack.
Across the dunes a flock of Starlings.
A new Brakesy!
A long view on driftwood of the scene to the north.
Wonderful.
What talent and how kind.
Thank you Brakesy.
And again...
A Lone Oyster Catcher.
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