Did you?
A beach fisherman fished a grey sea.
Beach Buoy headed to the tidal sand.
He collected five suitable stones.
A cold wind blew from the north.
He headed south, wind assisted.
A lady and her small dog led the way.
Saturday, 17 October 2026
Friday, 16 October 2026
OCTOBER 16, AN AFTERNOON WALK T STUBBORN DOG STACK, SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.
Beach Buoy walked to the beach.
He arrived at 1-36 p.m.
Horse riders on the water's edge or tiny horse riders on the Esplanade Wall?
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.
There was a strong breeze from the west.
The horses that had walked southwards galloped to the north.
He headed south.
Up ahead were morning beach regulars.
Team One Black Ear were visiting the beach on an afternoon too.
Milo, their borrowed dog was still in town
The Black Labrador was first to reach Beach Buoy.
He dropped the ball at Beach Buoy's feet.
Beach Buoy threw the ball for the big friendly dog.
Beach Buoy chatted to John as he made a fuss of Hugo, the Dog with one black ear.
Just for reference he had a white one too.
They went their separate ways.
Beach Buoy continued south.
Beach fisherman.
Up the small slope.
Two sturdy stones had been added to the sea defence.
"Afternoon Mate."
It was 2-15.
Beach Buoy patted
THE
stone.
He added the five suitable stones.
He topped up the wildlife water bowl.
He scattered some seeds.
He had a sit and a think on the driftwood seat with an elevated view.
Sitting and thinking.
Angled rain fell out at sea.
A lady dressed in black with a black backpack walked southwards on the beach below.
An October Butterfly went from beach to dune.
"See you mate."
Three Crows headed to Stubborn Dog Stack as he left.
He wondered if they were the same three that tend to do the same on morning visits?
They looked the same...
He headed back north.
A Tiny Black Poodle with a bow on it's head ran around Beach Buoy a few times, barking as it did so.
Carry on walking.
Wonderful light lit up the seafront houses.
The later-in-the-day Sun picked out gable ends and angled fronts. Parts that don't catch the early morning or late evening Sun.
It really was as pretty as a painting.
It looked like a Brakesy!
He headed back.
BEACH BUOY.
OCTOBER 16, 2026. JUST A BIKE RIDE.
Just a bike ride from Seaton Carew to the northern end of the Esplanade and back...
Beach Buoy set off from Sunny Seaton Carew.
Middleton Pier.
The Wind Turbine Vessel headed out to sea.
BEACH BUOY.
OCTOBER 16, 2026. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.
Beach Buoy headed to the beach.
It was 7-26 a.m.
The lady with the red coat and a brown dog called Jasper was just finishing her walk.
"Morning."
"Morning, that's me done. He didn't want to come back. We did a shorter walk."
Beach Buoy headed down the beach access ramp.
A beach fisherman stood knee deep in sea.
The Crows were glad to see Beach Buoy.
He scattered some seeds.
He collected five suitable stones.
The fisherman fished.
Beach Buoy headed south.
The view back to the north.
The Sun showed up to watch a ship head out to sea.
A Wabbit ran across a duo in the dune edge.
A second ship followed.
There was a light and chilly breeze from the west.
He walked the low level route.
The Sun cleared cloud.
Beach Buoy added two sturdy stones to the sea defence.
Up the small slope.
"Morning Mate."
It was 7-59.
Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
He's scattered some seeds.
He hadn't brought any water this morning.
Distant Village Church Bells rang for 8 a.m.
Beach Buoy had a stand and a think.
Back to the beach below.
Three Crows flew to Stubborn Dog Stack.
Beach Buoy left the fisherman behind.
Head back to the North.
Gone fishing...
Mr.Gunn/Lunn, Excellent Dog Alfie and Friday Basil were heading south.
They chatted as Beach Buoy fussed both of the dogs at once.
A lady passed by.
"Morning."
"Morning."
"Morning."
Beach Buoy carried on northwards.
A lady passed by with a Chestnut Coloured Greyhound.
The Dog trotted elegantly.
It looked a little like a small thoroughbred horse.
Beach Buoy made his way to the Car Park
Crows followed him to the beach access ramp.
BEACH BUOY.
Thursday, 15 October 2026
OCTOBER 15, SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.
Beach Buoy arrived at Sandy Car Park
at 6-27 a.m.
It was as dark as night.
There was a warm wind blowing from the south west.
He set off with two torches and a driftwood name plate.
His Dad died at 56.
He would have been 100 today.
It was darker down on the beach, away from the the lights of the Esplanade.
He located five suitable stones.
He headed south towards Stubborn Dog Stack, the destination for the driftwood nameplate.
The first signs of daylight began to show as he walked the water's edge.
It was 6-45.
It looked as thought the tide had just turned from high.
He made his way along the low level route.
The sky to the south began to show an orange glow.
It was still over half an hour to Sunrise.
He managed to collect two sturdy stones.
He added them to the sea defence.
He climbed the small slope.
"Morning Mate."
It was 6-54.
He patted
THE
stone.
He rested the driftwood up at the stack .
He added the five suitable stones.
He scattered seeds.
The wildlife water bowl was fine.
He took out his screwdriver and screws.
He fitted the driftwood facing the sea
It should last a while.
It has had plenty of coats of varnish.
He will do the same for his mother in three years time, if he is still alive.
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"See you mate, see you dad."
Beach Buoy made his way back to the beach.
Light to the south.
He headed north.
No torches required.
Electric lights not sunlight lit the seafront houses.
A man went south with his large white sea-loving dog.
"Don't eat the seaweed!"
A hooded lady went south too.
Eyes on her phone as her brown doodle dog frolicked.
Beach Buoy headed to the car park.
He had to go.
He left the brightening sky behind.
BEACH BUOY.
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