SEATON SNOOKS TEA ROOM OUT AND ABOUT CARD.

 

THEY BOTH HAD FLASHING GREEN LIGHTS.

SEATON SANDS 

HARTLEPOOL.

13 OCTOBER 2025.

Beach Buoy.

SEATON SNOOKS TEA ROOM OUT AND ABOUT CARD.

 THE SHIFTING SAND.

3 OCTOBER 2025.

SEATON SANDS 

HARTLEPOOL.

Beach Buoy.

STUBBORN DOG STACK.

 Stubborn Dog Stack can now been seen on Google Earth satellite view.

Beach Buoy is pleased.

BEACH BUOY.

13, SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.

 Tuesday Morning.

Beach Buoy, Borrowed Dog and Another Dog arrived at Seaton Park Car Park at 8-25.

They crossed the Esplanade.

Moments later they were on sand.

A lady with a mustard coloured coat and a Bulldog went ahead of them down the access ramp by the beach huts.

Her and her dog went south along the strand-line.

Another Lady wore mustard, a scarf.

She headed south along the water's edge.

At first glance her scarf looked like long blonde hair. 

Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.

He fed seed to some Crows that had been hopping and hoping alongside him and the dogs as they headed south .

There was lots of shingle.

The pottery pieces were just blank.

This old bottle piece will have read Superior.

The tide was a canny way out though the wreck was still at sea.

A light and mild breeze was blowing from the south west.

A man headed north with his Border Collie.

He had ignored yesterday's "Morning." from Beach Buoy.

They passed in silence.

You only make a fool of Beach Buoy once.

A small dog with unlimited energy ran around in circles chasing Crows.

A man with two Black Labradors walked the water's edge.

One ran to the dunes to roll on top of yesterday's Dead Oyster Catcher.

"Maxi! Maxi! Maxi! Maxi! Maxi! Maxi! Maxi!"

Buy a Dog lead ...

A big mouth and two black dogs went up a matching big slope.

Beach Buoy and the two dogs began to walk the low level route.

Up ahead, a man crossed the grey rocks, heading north.

Once on the beach he beachcombed the shingle patches.  

Beach Buoy and the dogs climbed the small slope that leads to Stubborn Dog Stack.

"Morning Mate."

It was 9-15.

Borrowed Dog is always up for photograph.

Beach Buoy patted

THE

stone.

He added five more.

No Crows today.

It was milder.

He was later.

He scattered some seeds in the usual spot.

He had a sit and think on a driftwood seat with an elevated view.

A Ship headed into the river.

"See you mate."

They headed to the beach below.

Ladies and dogs had claimed the water's edge.

Beach Buoy and the dogs walked the tracks.

These were not from the council tractor.

Recently, large driftwood has been cut on site, the beach and taken away.

Sawdust and tracks the clues.

Beach Buoy and the dogs passed the north end of the dunes as the Village Church Bells rang out for 9-45.

They continued north.

Beach Buoy spotted a familiar face walking the Esplanade.

It was Mr. Gunn/Lunn.

"Morning."

"Morning, I've slept in."

Beach Buoy was taken back through the years in an instant.

Sat in the classroom.

English lesson was the first lesson of the day.

A pupil comes in late.

"I slept in Sir."

"You slept in a bed but overslept." replied the teacher.

Back to reality, Beach Buoy pointed to Borrowed Dog.

"Tuesday Walter."

"Ha."

"Enjoy your day."

"You too."

Beach Buoy headed to a Esplanade Bin to put his beach clean in.

Other unforgettable sentences ran through his mind.

BEACH BUOY.

Funny what sentences stay with you for the rest of your life.

12, JAN. 2026 SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.

 Monday morning.

Beach Buoy, Borrowed Dog and Another Dog headed for the beach.

They arrived at around 8-20.

They had parked in Seaton Park Car Park.

They headed down the access ramp near to the beach huts.

It was eight degrees warmer than it had been yesterday.

To the south, a Large Ship was heading downriver to the open sea.

He collected five suitable stones at the Village Church Bells rang for 8-30.

Beach Buoy fed some Determined Crows.

The Large Ship set off into the bay.

They all headed south.

The lady with a dog called Dylan headed back north.

"Morning."

"Morning."

The Sunderland Supporter and his black dog were up near the dunes.

He won't have recognised Beach Buoy walking with two dogs?

A Dead Oyster Catcher lay near the sea.

Breeze-fluttered feathers looked like one last distant wave.

Although the five stones that Beach Buoy had gathered were suitable, they were quite heavy too.

It all reminded Beach Buoy of a Bob Hope cowboy film.

"He leans to the left, so shoot to the right.

The sun rises in the east ...."

They walked the low level route.

THE ROAD TO STUBBORN STACK.

"Morning Mate."

They had reached Stubborn Dog Stack.

It was around 9-05.

He added five suitable stones.

He patted

THE

stones.

No Crows at the stack.

Beach Buoy sat on the driftwood seat with an elevated view.

He had a sit and a think.

He heard fluttering.

He put his phone camera on to Selfie mode.

It is something he usually avoids  at all costs.

The Crows had arrived.

The sit and think view.

"See you mate."

They headed back to the south.

Two ladies with Spaniels took selfies near to a large drift wood tree stump.

Nearby a Seal Pup lay dead.

A breath would have made it perfect.

As it was it was sleeping th soundest of all sleeps.

They headed back.

One Crow to feed and they were gone.

BEACH BUOY.

PAUL.

11, JAN. 2026. SEATON SANDS HARTLEPOOL.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog had gone to the beach early.

It was dark, windy and raining.

Another Dog refused to walk.

Walk called off.

Beach Buoy returned on his own on the afternoon.

He parked in Seaton Park Car Park.

He reached the beach at 1-52. 

An icy wind blew from the south west.

The tide was well out.

Lots of shifting sand.

It was a good call, not bringing Another Dog.

A few people and dogs were scattered around.

Beach Buoy headed to the Seaton Carew Wreck.

A Crow was the only crew member.

It balanced in the strong wind.

Beach Buoy put some seeds inside thew wreck where one of the timbers offered some protection.

The wind was so cold and strong it felt like walking uphill when walking into the headwind.

He collected five suitable stones.

Beach Buoy had one eye shut.

50% less chance of getting some wind-blown sand in your eye if one was closed.

The dunes did offer some protection.

The low level route felt calm.

"Afternoon mate."

It was 2-31.

Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.

He patted

THE

stone.

No Crows this afternoon.

"See you mate."

Before heading down the small slope, Beach Buoy left some seed up near the Stack.

It was a doddle heading back with a tail wind.

Beach Buoy did a beach clean as he returned to the north.

Team Muzzled Dog stopped to chat.

It was their second beach walk of the day.

The chat was sponsored by the word 

BALTIC!

It was very chilly.

Beach Buoy passed the Bus Station Clock Tower as the Village Church Bells rang for 3 p.m.

Spots of rain began to fall.

BEACH BUOY.

10, JAN. 2026 SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.

 Saturday morning.

It had snowed overnight.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog walked to the beach.

It was a slow slippery walk.

The Esplanade.

Beach Buoy was mugged on the old Putting Green by three hungry Crows.

It was 7-56.

Team Muzzled Dog were heading south.

Beach Buoy was mugged once again, this time by beach Crows.

Luckily he had brought two tubs of seed.

A White Doodle Dog called Milo came to say hello.

Beach Buoy chatted to Team One Black Ear, they were heading back to the north.

Their borrowed dog is called Milo too.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog continued south.

He collected five cold but suitable stones.

They headed south between sea and snow.

The sea was quite rough.

The waves were breaking up to seven steps out into the bay.

Every now and then the sea would run.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog did too.

A large tree stump had washed up.

They headed for the low level route.

The low level route was much easier to walk in daylight.

Beach Buoy glanced back to the north.

The beach walkers were walking in the snow, not the sand.

Closer to Stubborn Dog Stack.

A Crow appeared.

Another Dog was suitably impressed.

As they were about to reach the small slope that lead to Stubborn Dog Stack,Beach Buoy could see a Crow landing on one of the giant pencils.

A few steps up the slope and there were Three Crows.

"Morning Mate."

It was 8-32.

He patted 

THE

stone.

He added  the five suitable stones.

Beach Buoy scattered some seeds for the waiting Crows.

"See you mate."

They headed back.

People walked the snow.

The Sun was trying to show.

The sea still ran.

A lady with two dogs headed north.

"Morning."

"Morning. Is the tide coming in?

I don't want to be stuck down there on my own."

Beach Buoy assured her that the tide was trying to head out. 

He added that every now and again it would run in.

The lady and her dogs headed towards the grey rocks.

Four ladies in a line headed south.

They headed to the grey rocks too.

Snowy Sunshine Shadows.

Back to the Car Park.

The Village Church Bells rang for 9 a.m. as they reached the north end of the dunes.

BEACH BUOY.