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Friday, 17 April 2026

SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL. 17, APRIL 2026.

 Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the beach... eventually.

Beach Buoy had chatted to Team One Black Ear.

They were about to walk down the beach access ramp.

Beach Buoy would have been just behind but Another Dog went on strike.

Another stand off!

Another Dog was within seconds of being taken back, when she began to walk.


Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones as they walked towards the water's edge.
By now Team One Black Ear were way ahead.

















A container ship set out to sea from the Tees.

They headed up towards the low level route.

Beach Buoy added two sturdy stones to his effort at a sea defence.

They climbed the small slope that leads to Stubborn Dog Stack.


"Morning Mate."
He added the five suitable stones.
He parted 
THE
stone.
He scattered some seeds, ready for when the Crows arrive.



He sat on the driftwood seat with an elevated view.
A man marched southwards, along the water's edge.



The Council Tractor tipped its cargo of beach stones.
Taken from the more "Tourist ." North end of the beach.


He had a sit and a think.



"See you mate."








THE DAILY BEACH. (Free) No.7

 


Beach Buoy.

Thursday, 16 April 2026

16, APRIL 2026. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.

Thursday morning.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached Sandy Car Park at 6-59 a.m.

Team One Black Ear had finished their beach walk.
They had seen a Seal on the beach.

Beach Buoy handed over a beach-found Golf Ball before heading to the beach.


























































































































































































Looking north.
The Little Tern Nest site fencing.
The Terns have yet to turn up.


One of the wreck Crows checked to see if Beach Buoy had any more seeds.
He hadn't.

BEACH BUOY.

Wednesday, 15 April 2026

SEATON SNOOKS TEA ROOM OUT AND ABOUT CARD.

 


MAN AND CHILD BEACH FISHING.

SEATON SANDS 

HARTLEPOOL.

6 APRIL 2026.

Beach Buoy.

15, APRIL 2026. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL


Wednesday morning.
Beach Buoy went to the beach alone.
He reached the car park at 6-18.
The lady who once fell off her bike was walking  northwards along The Esplanade with her companion.


 It was overcast and mild.
After collecting five suitable stones, Beach Buoy headed south along the water's edge.

Team One Black Ear and the Beachcombing Border Collie Couple were to the north.


Up ahead the "fallen man." driftwood looked like he was burying his head in the sand.

Skylarks sang above the dunes.

He walked the low level route.
He placed two sturdy stones at the base of the small slope.



"Morning Mate."
It was 6-46 a.m.
He patted the stone.

Beach Buoy added five suitable Seaton Stones 
Then five from Southerness, Scotland.
The Margaret and George stone is for a lady from Scotland.
Beach placed that stone on top of two Southerness stones.
He sat down on the driftwood seat with an elevated view.
He watched the sea as he listened to the Skylarks.
He stood to leave.
"See you mate."
He decided to continue south.
He went via the dunes edge.
He didn't want to disturb the Parcel if around twenty Oyster Catchers that were stood by the water's edge, facing the breeze.

The Tank Traps came into view.

Concrete soldiers marching off to war, but frozen in time and tide.

Back down on the beach at Sand Martin Corner, a lone Sand Martin swooped around.

He headed back north along the beach.

The lady who walks the full beach was doing so.

They passed with a half wave and a "Morning."

She paused to ask about Another Dog absence.


They continued their walks, one north and the other south.

Mr.Gunn/Lunn came along.
They chatted.
Excellent Dog Alfie had decided to join Team Muzzled Dog.
They were still to the north.
They arrived.
"Morning."
"Morning."
Beach Buoy returned to the south for a short while, chatting to Mr.Gunn/Lunn.
"See you later."
He turned to head back north to the car park.


Two men and a dog passed by.


Beach Buoy went to the wreck.

This view always reminds him of an abandoned old town, with newer houses to the north.

A Strutting Crow walked the Keel of the wreck.


BEACH BUOY.