The Pilot Pier.
Red is Port (left) as you head back to home.
The Andy Capp (Hartlepool Lad.)
By the excellent @durhamspraypaints
Pilot Cabin on Pilot Pier.
The Pot House Pub in distance.
It was originally covered in glazed tiles, hence The Pot House.
Big Sun.
Tiny Turbines.
Heugh Breakwater.
Beach Buoy's Great-grandfather used to ring the Fog Bell on here.
War Memorial and Garden.
Hartlepool Lighthouse under wraps.
BEACH BUOY.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog went to the beach.
It was dark, darker than the photograph would have one believe.
It was 6-25 a.m.
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones by torchlight.
Two torches, as advised by Beach Buoy's Das many years earlier.
"Always take two torches. If someone wants to come and steal your fish off you they will think twice if they think there are two of you."
Beach Buoy has no fish, just memories.
They headed south along the water's edge.
The high tide had began to turn.
In the darkness Beach Buoy could hear that they had birds for company. It sounded like Pied-Wagtails?
A silhouette was to the south..
It was a man with a Large White Poodle.
"Morning."
"Morning. He's lost his ball."
Beach Buoy wasn't surprised.
It was still dark.
They went their own ways.
Saying that, with the hint of orange and adjusting eyes the torches were turned off untill the low level route
No good picking up two sturdy stones if one has legs and runs off!
Beach Buoy and Another Dog parked up in Seaton Park.
It was 4-50 p.m.
They access the beach by the ramp that is near the beach huts.
South Gare Pier.
The tide was high.
There was a warm breeze from the south west.
The Bus Station.
They headed south.
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.
Out in the Bay it looked like some training was taking place?
The boats headed to the River Tees.
One went aft first across the Bay.
The view back north.
Abandoned Shoes
Beach Buoy and Another made their way to the low level route.
He selected and placed two sturdy stones in a suitable spot on the sea defence.
Up the small slope.
"Afternoon Mate."
Beach Buoy added five suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone
He scattered some seeds.
He topped up the wildlife water bowl.
He had a stand and a think.
He could see Crows waiting for them to leave.
They did so
"See you mate."
Sure enough a few steps along the low level route and the Crows made their way to Stubborn Dog Stack.
They headed back.
The tide has turned.
They walked a clean slate.
BEACH BUOY.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the beach.
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.
Seaton Carew.
No place like Ome.
Beach Buoy searched the shingle strips.
Sunrise approached.
Crows had been given some seeds.
Sun up.
Within five minutes the Sun was heading into the clouds.
They headed to the low level route.
Beach Buoy added two sturdy stones to the sea defence.
New Wind Turbine Towers shine in the Morning Sun.
The north.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed back.
