SEATON SNOOKS LHASA APSO OWNERS CLUB BEACH "WALK."
Beach Buoy.
Saturday, 2 May 2026
2 MAY 2026. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.
Saturday morning.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the beach at 5-23 a.m.
No visible sunrise this morning.
Just orange cracks in denim sky should that the day had started.
Little Terns circled around in pairs.
Pop up overnight campers.
Let's hope they take their bags with them.
The tide had just turned from high.
Beach Buoy gathered five suitable stones as they made the short walk to the water's edge.
Rafting Gulls played unintentional peek-a-boo as the waves first raised then lowered them.
The sea had left an unwalked stretch of sand.
Theirs were the first prints this morning.
To the north a man headed to the sea with his Black Labrador.
Beach Buoy squinted his eyes.
He made believe that it was his departed mate Geoff and his dog Bob.
If you want it to be, then it was.
"Geoff" threw a stick for "Bob."
Off to the Wizard...
A bite in the sand made a perfect seating spot.
Beach Buoy sat down right by the water's edge.
It was like sitting on a fiver bank or lakeside after boat had just passed.
The Sea Serpent.
Screams to the north.
Early morning sea swimmers headed out.
The Human Groyne.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog walked the low level route.
He picked up two sturdy stones for the sea defence.
As they approached the small slope that leads to Stubborn Dog Stack, Beach Buoy spotted a Crow.
The bird just seemed to be using one of the stack's post as a viewing point.
He stood silently watching the bird.
The bird took flight.
Beach Buoy placed the two sturdy stones at the base of the slope.
"Morning Mate."
Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
He scattered some seeds for the Crows as the two Dune Ducks flew around the stack in an arc as they seem to do recently.
Out over the sea then back to the cover of the dunes.
Time for a sit and a think on the driftwood seat with an elevated view.
After a while.
"See you mate"
Back down to the low level route.
Back along the beach
Back to the north.
The sparkling sea worked it's way back out.
Gulls seemed to be playing a game.
The one on the left was "It."
They stopped to chat to Mr.Gunn/ Lunn for a short while.
BEACH BUOY.
Friday, 1 May 2026
1, MAY 2026. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.
Friday morning.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the car park at 5-20 a.m.
Just before sunrise.
Beach Buoy looked out, across the Little Tern Nest Site.
They had travelled 3000 miles to reach Seaton Carew Beach for the summer.
Looking along the southern side of the site.
5-25 a.m.
Sun up!
The sound of Little Terns filled the air.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the sea.
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones as he did so.
A fellow sunrise seeker stood to the north.
Beach Buoy headed up towards the dunes so as not to disturb Gulls that were resting at the water's edge.
They headed south on their own private walkway.
Out in the Bay, the wind turbines stood idle.
The Sun, the sea and the sky were gorgeous.
They headed to the low level route.
Two sturdy stones were added to the sea defence.
They climbed the small slope to Stubborn Dog Stack.
Thank you Brakesy.
Brilliant.
Another wonderful work of art left at Stubborn Dog Stack.
Stunning.
It will have been painted up near the Stack.
The artwork signed by the man himself.
After all of the excitement of a new Brakesy...
"Morning Mate."
It was 5-57.
Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
Beach Buoy scattered some seeds for the Crows to enjoy later.
They stayed a while.
" See you mate."
They returned to the beach below.
Beach Buoy decided to just walk back.
No beach notes.
No blog commentary running in his head.
There could be Dolphins water skiing and he wouldn't mention it
But now he has.
How did they get access to a speed boat ?
BEACH BUOY.
Thursday, 30 April 2026
30, APRIL 2026. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.
"Shall we go catch the sunrise?"
She wasn't impressed.
She enjoyed it once out.
It was just before the sunrise when they arrived.
5-24.
Little Terns filled the air.
Gulls filled the car park.
It is free until 9 a.m.
Jackpot.
5-27.
They headed towards the sea.
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.
There was a very light breeze from the south west.
Out in the bay, the turbines blades seemed to face and turn to a different breeze?
The tide was a canny way out but the Seaton Carew Wreck was still all at sea.
The Sun cleared the horizon.
The Sun seemed to have put it's hat on.
Hip hip hip ...
There they were 5-38, sunglasses on and sunshine shadows for company.
Windows of Gold and a missing one in the attic.
A glance back to the north.
It was a clear sky.
Beach Buoy wandered along with his head in imaginary clouds.
They headed south towards Stubborn Dog Stack.
Skylarks sang clearly over then dunes.
Their song lifted already high spirits.
Best part of the day.
The tide was gradually heading out.
The Sea Serpent Marker.
They made their way to the low level route.
Beach Buoy added two Sturdy Stones to the sea defence.
"Morning Mate."
It was 5-58.
Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
He scattered some seeds incase he forgot to later.
Sit and think, with a coffee.
His mind switched to his mate Geoff.
He did make work fun.
Work days and Geoff days are gone now.
Breaktimes were a laugh.
Like comedy sketches.
They would rerun them over and over again.
They both knew their roll.
It could be "Fresh fish!", Laurel and Hardy.
Sanity Clause, or "Get you tootsy frootsy ice cream.!", Marx Brothers.
Invisible ball in a paper bag, Morecambe and Wise.
Sometimes it was their own "material."
Beach Buoy recalled one in particular.
Beach Buoy
"Tell you what job I'd like."
Geoff
"What's that?"
Beach Buoy
"The person who photographs clocks and watches for magazines."
Geoff
"Why's that."
Beach Buoy
"They only work one minute a day."
Geoff
"Eh?"
Beach Buoy.
"They must sit all day waiting for ten to two then go mad for a minute.
They always show them at ten to two."
Geoff
"They don't sit there!
They just move the hands you fool.
It's not hard!"
Back at the stack, Beach Buoy laughed out loud
He could hear Geoff say it.
It was followed by silent tears.
On the beach below, the Council Tractor headed south.
It had a bucket of beach stones.
Some sturdy, some suitable no doubt.
A Ship left the river behind.
To the north the Tractor was down by the grey rocks.
Team One Black Ear were on the beach.
"See you mate."
Beach Buoy and Another Dog continued south.
Oddly, there weren't many Sand Martins in the air today.
They were out numbered by aeroplanes and their vapour trails.
Beach Buoy used a rank traps as a coffee table for a short while.
He searched the nearby shingle as once again, on a clear day, a distant fog buzzer buzzed.
They headed back.
A Crow was up at Stubborn Dog Stack, making use of one of the giant pencils as a lookout post.
It pleased Beach Buoy.
They returned to the north.
Not off to see the Wizard but a shipwreck.
Meanwhile back in Kansas...
A Crow asked for the password.
Beach Buoy bribed it with some of the remaining seeds.
A twitcher twitched.
The twitcher and his large camera headed to the wreck then north.
The wreck today.
A lovely start to the day.
BEACH BUOY.
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