6, FEB 2026. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.

 

5, FEB 2026. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.

 Thursday morning.

Beach Buoy, Borrowed Dog and Another Dog had parked in Seaton Park at 8-25.

Minutes later they were on The Esplanade.

Not Not Beach Buoy was heading north towards them.

Beach Buoy gave a distant half wave.

They only ever talked whilst passing.

It's usually a "Morning."

followed by a "How do."

There was a man with a shovel and a wheelbarrow.

He was digging out the Crazy Golf features that had been buried in wind-blown sand.

They headed to the beach.

The raw wind was from the east.

Straight off the sea.

He collected five suitable stones as soon as was practicable.

He took pity on some Crows that seemed to be struggling to stay in one place on the sand in the strong wind.

He dragged a heel in the sand.

He placed seed in the makeshift trough.

A Curfew of around thirty Curlew flew from dunes to the sea.

Five or six must have tilted the wrong wing?

The were taken by the wind.

The others headed south for a short distance before landing on the beach.

The Piers on the edge of the Bay were all taking a battering.

The Gares to the South.

The Sunderland Supporter and his delightful black rescue dog were to the south.

Beach Buoy went to chat.

"Morning."

"Morning, l thought that l would be the only one to be daft enough to be on the beach this morning."

It was O.K.

Beach Buoy was daft too.

They had another excellent and informative chat.

Gulls hung in the air like clothes on a seafront washing line.

Beach Buoy and the dogs walked the low level route.

Beach Buoy gathered two sturdy stones for the sea defences.

He laid the sturdy stones at the base of the small slope that leads to Stubborn Dog Stack.

"Morning Mate."

Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.

He patted 

THE

stone.

It was 9-10.

It was a bit blowy up on Stubborn Dog Stack.

They stood for a short wind-swept while.

"See you mate."

The low level was blowy too.

Beach Buoy and the dogs headed back with the help of a tailwind.

A driftwood stick man raced northwards for shelter, Tea and a breakfast bun at a Seafront Cafe.

The walk back was much easier.

Gulls drifted near to the dune edge.

So much sand has gone by wind and sea.

The Clock Tower was still showing an incorrect time.

Sands of time.

Sea Pottery find.

Work was still on-going to clear the Crazy Golf of sand.

Back to Seaton Park Car Park.

BEACH BUOY.

CLIFFORD DRIFTWOOD.

 

4,FEB. 2026. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.

 Wednesday morning at 7-12.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the beach car park.

It wasn't quite half light.

Down the southernmost access ramp, they were on the beach.

The tide was well in.

It would be low tide at 11-26.

Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.

Sunrise was supposed to be around 7-50.

Beach Buoy wasn't expecting to see it at all today.

There was a light breeze from the south east.

It was peppered with fine rain.

Even in the poor daylight, Beach Buoy could see that the sea was still very angry.

The horizon was an undulating line of waves.

It was quite mild, at least it felt mild at 4 degrees after yesterday's chill.

They headed towards the low level route.

The last high tide had claimed lots of sand.

They walked the low level route.

The sea had reshaped some of that too.

"Morning Mate.

It was 7-37.

Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.

He patted 

THE

stone.

No Crows today.

It was still quite dark, darker than the photographs would have one think.

Beach Buoy had a stand and a think.

Ruby.

Another Dog.

After Stubborn Dog Beach Buoy did say that he would never have Another Dog.

Now he has.

It will be his last.

The view north to Seaton Carew Village from Stubborn Dog Stack.

He scattered some seed for the Missing Crows.

As well as five suitable stones, Beach Buoy has been bringing a sturdy stone each day.

He had started a feeble attempt at sea defences at the base of the small slope.

It can't do any harm to try.

The only danger is that it could end up like an old Danny Kaye film.

A bit vessel with the pestle and the flagon with a dragon etc.

"See you mate."

They returned to the low level route.

Brakesy's seat had been moved, possibly by the man himself?

It looked to be a more sheltered spot from the prevailing wind.

The Beachcombing Border Collie Couple had just turned to head back north.

An unknown man headed south with two inquisitive dogs.

A Ship slipped out to a rough sea.

The beachcombers led the way.

Sea foam from a rough sea resembled fallen snow.

Thirteen Crows landed nearby.

Beach Buoy scattered some seed,

Rubes.

Paul.

BEACH BUOY.

THE CABIN.

Beach-found slate base.

Silver windows.

That'll do.

BEACH BUOY.

3 FEB 2026 SEATON SANDS. HARTLEPOOL.

 Tuesday morning.

Beach Buoy, Borrowed Dog and Another Dog had parked up in Seaton Park.

They headed to the Esplanade.

A Council Road Sweeping Truck was clearing sand from the Espalanade.

They reached the beach at 8-32.

Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.

The tide was a good way out.

There was a cold wind blowing off the sea.

The wind had no soft sand left to blow.

Stones and shingle left in many areas.

A Council Beach Tractor headed north to clear wind-blown sand.

The Wreck today.

Its being claimed by the sand once more.

Even though the tide was quite low, waves battered South Gare.

A man with two dogs headed north.

The wind was cold and strong.

A dead bird gave a distant wave from the strand-line.

It's carcass was picked to the bone but its feather-light wing flapped in the biting wind.

Whilst heading to the low level route, Beach Buoy spotted some ghost fishing gear.

He took it up to the stack for now.

It was too windy to drag it all of the way back to the  Esplanade today.

Morning Mate.

Beach Buoy patted

THE 

stone.

He added five that were suitable.

It was 9-12 a.m.

The Crow didn't show today.

Ir was maybe too windy?

The ghost fishing gear showed 

SH7

SH is for Scarborough,

They possibly came from a Fishing Boat  called GITTE?

RUBY.

WALTER.

To the west, the final part of the Oil Rig was broken in to two parts.

Beach Buoy scattered some seed for the Missing Crows.

They headed back with the comfort of a tailwind.

North to the Village.

Gulls struggled to head south.

They went up to the wind and road sweeper swept Esplanade.

BEACH BUOY.