Sunday, 28 December 2025
SEATON SNOOKS TEA ROOM OUT AND ABOUT CARD.
24, DECEMBER 2025,
SEATON SANDS
HARTLEPOOL.
THE MIDGET GEM MINE
Beach Buoy.
Saturday, 27 December 2025
27, DECEMBER 2025 SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.
An afternoon visit.
Saturday afternoon.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog walked to the beach.
They arrived at 2-42 p.m.
The tide was way out.
A colourful kite flew in a grey sky thanks to the strong wind off the sea.
Down towards the water's edge, a couple seemed to have a wet foot situation?
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the wreck.
A family played on some nearby rocks.
They made their way to Stubborn Dog Stack.
it was 3-09.
"Afternoon Mate."
Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
They had a sit and think.
Beach Buoy watched the beach below.
Another Dog was on guard.
Keeping a watch for incoming from along the easy route.
"See you mate."
They returned to the beach.
Team Muzzled Dog were there.
They too were having a second beach walk.
They chatted briefly.
Beach Buoy did a shingle search as he headed back.
A tiny red pot or stone fish caught his eye.
Back to Seaton Carew.
BEACH BUOY.
27, DECEMBER 2025. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.
Saturday morning.
The Gentleman with a determined walking stick headed south along the Esplanade.
"Morning."
"Morning."
One third of Team Mick Aston Jumper were on the Esplanade.
"Morning."
"Morning."
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed down the beach access ramp.
It was 7-52.
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones in the strong wind from the north.
Team One Black Ear caught up from the north.
They walked and chatted.
Milo the Borrowed Dog was back in town.
He dropped his Scooby Doo ball at Beach Buoy's feet.
It's like he has never been away.
Beach Buoy threw the ball for the friendly dog.
A couple walked the water's edge.
They paused to kiss.
Out at sea a Tanker turned to head for the river.
Milo, the borrowed dog went for a closer look.
Team Muzzled Dog caught them up.
They all walked together.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog went to Stubborn Dog Stack.
It was 8-19.
Beach Buoy added five suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
They had a sit and think as Gulls hung in the air.
Ruby.
The Tanker was getting closer.
The Pilot Boat and the Tugs were preparing for its arrival.
A Crow was flying overhead.
Beach Buoy stood.
He signalled for the Crow to land on one of the giant pencils if it wanted seed.
It did so.
Who is training who?
Beach Buoy left a pile of seed as he left.
"See you mate."
They returned to the beach below.
They stopped to chat to the Sunderland Supporter with a black dog.
The Tanker approached the river.
In total, three Tugs came to guide it down river.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed back to the north along the water's edge.
Back to the car park.
BEACH BUOY.
Friday, 26 December 2025
26, DECEMBER 2025. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.
Boxing Day.
An elderly man with shorts and a determined walking stick, walked the Esplanade.
"Morning."
"Morning."
Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the beach at 7-52 a.m.
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones as they headed south.
The tide was well in.
There was a strong breeze off the sea.
Beach Buoy walked and talked a while with Team Muzzled Dog.
They continued south along the dune edge.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog went to Stubborn Dog Stack.
8-19.
"Morning Mate."
Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
They had a sit and think.
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Gulls hung the updraught.
A Ship headed into the Tees.
Angel Wing Cloud.
A Gull cried as it flew sideways.
South to north.
The wind up on the dune edge was bracing but not cold.
It was most probably just what the Doctor Ordered .
On the beach below, yesterday's group of three headed back with their dogs.
Two wind-assisted Cormorants flew north like missiles.
A hint of sunlight began to show to the south.
"See you mate."
They returned to the low level route.
Beach Buoy paused to feed two Crows that were hoping and hopping on the grey rocks.
The waves rolled in as the tide went out.
The Sun cleared the hills.
A Parcel of six Oyster Catchers zoomed by in wind.
Air mail.
Sea foam ghosts ran ashore.
Other ghosts walked with him.
Daylight shone through the gaps between trees on the hills.
Up ahead small groups did their own Boxing Day dips before the main event at 11-30.
They made their way back to the Esplanade.
The only dips they will be doing will involve cheese.
BEACH BUOY
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