In progress... Words added later.
Sunday, 7 June 2026
Saturday, 6 June 2026
6, JUNE 2026. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.
Words to follow... an evening visit.
Caterpillar of the Yellow-tail Moth.
It's fine hairs can give a rash.
Friday, 5 June 2026
5 JUNE 2026. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached Sandy Car Park at 6-05 a.m.
It was busy on the Esplanade for that time of the day.
The lady who once fell off her bike walked North with her companion.
The lady with a red coat and a brown dog called Jasper was just heading to the dunes.
The Beachcombing Border Collie Couple headed down the beach access ramp.
A Lady with a Greyhound headed down the ramp to the sea.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the sea
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones as they did so.
The tide was well in.
There was a chilly breeze from the west.
The Council Tractor was busy to the north collecting stones from the beach.
It trundled along the water's edge to drop off the stones down near the grey rocks.
A lazy sea washed at the tracks left behind.
The Beachcombing Border Collie Couple headed back to the north.
There wasn't a wave in sight, just a breeze-rippled sea.
The Tractor returned to the north.
Two sea swimmers entered the sea to the north as Beach Buoy chatted to Team One Black Ear.
They headed to the low level route.
Beach Buoy collected two sturdy stones.
He placed them on the sea defence.
They climbed the small slope.
"Morning Mate."
It was 6-48.
He added the five suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
He scattered seeds for the Crows.
Across the dunes, New Wind Turbines headed out to sea.
Beach Buoy sat on the driftwood seat with an elevated view, watching the vessel head out to sea.
Sand Martin at Stubborn Dog Stack.
The view to the north and the Village of Seaton Carew.
A Sand Martin.
One of a number flying past as they stood up at Stubborn Dog Stack.
Another.
Same one in flight to the north.
Bon voyage.
"See you mate."
They walked the low level route as Sand Martins flew by.
They returned to the beach below.
The Sea Serpent Marker.
Sand Martin up in the dunes.
Beach Buoy collected ten beach clean items.
Plastic bottles and drinks cans.
They headed back along the water's edge.
The lady who walks the full length of the beach.
The Vessel so modern when close to shore, looked like it sailed the sea two hundred years ago once it was in the distance.
Mr.Gunn/Lunn was heading down the beach access ramp with Excellent Dog Alfie and Friday Basil
They chatted.
BEACH BUOY.
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