9, FEB 2026. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.

 

Monday morning.

Beacxh Buoy and Another Dog reached Sandy Car Park at 6-50,

They headed down the beach access ramp.

They set off.

Their green lights were flashing.

Light rain was falling.

It was mild with a breeze from the south.

Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.

Another beach walker's light shone to the north.

They drifted into the dunes.

They walked the low level route as the sea rumbled, not roared.

It was finally calming down.

Beach Buoy wonder when it would start to return taken sand?

Beach Buoy laid two sturdy stones at the little slope's sea defences.

They climbed the slope.

"Morning Mate."

It was 7-17.

They had reached the stack in good time.

Beach Buoy patted 

THE

stone.

He patted 

THE

stone.

No Crow.

No Fox.

Company is never guaranteed.

Enjoy it when it is on offer.

"See you mate."

They headed back on the beach below.

Back to the north.

A Couple with a Beagle passed by.

A man with a wool hat and a dog called Moshoo.

passed by too.

"Morning."

"Morning." 

BEACH BUOY/

8, FEB. 2026. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.

 Sunday morning.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog arrived at the beach Car Park around 7-30.

The litter pick lady and the lady with dogs called Alfie and Archie were on the Esplanade.

Mornings were shared.

Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones as they headed south.

Beach Buoy scattered some seed for the crows.

Team One Black Ear were up ahead.

Milo, the borrowed dog was still a member of the team.

An unusual find on Superbowl Sunday...

They caught up with Team One Black Ear.

They chatted as they walked .

Milo went for a dip.

The lady with a red coat and a brown dog gave a distant wave from the dune heights.

She was wearing a different coat of dark pink and black.

The tide was quite high.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog walked the low level route.

The Sun!

It had been a series of grey, sunless days.

The feeling of apricity was most welcome.

Beach Buoy added two sturdy stones to the sea defences.

"Morning Mate."

It was 8-05.

He added five suitable stones.

He patted 

THE

stone.

It was very mild.

Team Muzzled Dog passed by Stubborn Dog Stack.

They had a brief chat.

Beach Buoy had a sit and a think.

It was grand.

He stood.

A Fox had spotted him and was trotting away quickly along the easy route.

It was only the third time that Beach Buoy had seen a Fox at  the beach.

"See you mate."

He scattered some seeds for the Crows.

Back to the beach. 

The sea ran in and out.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog walked.

An old white dog walked slowly to the sea as it followed it's owners and two younger dogs.

It had a delightful face.

It squinted as though it was short sighted as it looked at Beach Buoy and Another Dog.

It had a delightful face.

Beach Buoy.

7, FEB 2026. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.

Saturday morning.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog parked in Sandy Car Park.

That's the name of the Car Park behind the Golf Club.

This morning it was a VERY Sandy Car Park what with all of the wind-blown sand.

It was 7-35.

They headed to the beach.

Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.

A slight mist hung in the air.

It was a mild morning.

Team One Black Ear were to the south.

A Crow chanced his arm or wing or whatever it is that Crows chance.

It wanted some food.

Beach Buoy placed a line of seed on the beach before moving on.

They caught up with Team One Black Ear.

They walked and talked their way south.

They dawdled a little.

The Lady with a White Dog and a Black Dog  overtook them.

"Morning."

"Morning."

Beach Buoy and Another Dog carried on towards the low level route.

Tons of sand must have gone?

They reached Stubborn Dock Stack.

He had already laid two sturdy stones at the base of the small slope as part of the on-going sea defences.

"Morning Mate."

It was 8-06.

Beach Buoy patted 

THE 

Stone.

He added five more.

Time flies.

Beach Buoy had a stand and a think.

He watched the waves like some who sit and watch the flames of a fire.

The Sea Serpent Marker was taking a bit of a battering.

Team Muzzled Dog came along.

They had walked the "Easy" route, up the big slope to the north.

They chatted.

Beach Buoy told them of his plans to take the ghost fishing gear to the Esplanade.

Waffle...

They set off to the north.

Beach Buoy, Another dog,the rope and floats.

It wopuld be a little rocky to start with.

Others turned and headed back.

Perhaps it was the sight of Beach Buoy and his entourage heading north that made them turn?

They weren't heavy.

There on the strand line lay another float with rope attached.

It might as well come too.

It joined the  beach conga.

A lady on the access ramp told of she beach cleans fishing line etc when she walks Headland beaches,

He left them on the Esplanade for the council lads to move.

Job done.

BEACH BUOY.

Paul.

Three fruits that begin with a N.

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6, FEB 2026. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.

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

They headed to a wet and windswept Esplanade.

It was 8-27 a.m.

The sea swimmer's camper van was parked up at the top of the access ramp by the Beach Huts.

A sea swimmer sat on a nearby wet bench on a wet day drying her feet.

It was a gloomy morning when it came to the weather.

Cuttlebone.

A canny few were scattered around, brought by the stormy weather or perhaps they were bars of soap left by the Mermaids,

Your call.

They had only been walking a few minutes.

Another Dog stopped.

She looked keen to return?

With a little encouragement, she carried on.

Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.

Gulls hung in the air.

The Sea Serpent Marker looked to be taking a battering.

More sand had been taken by the sea.

In places, the dune edge face was  almost as tall as two Beach Buoys.

From north to south.

They walked the low level route.

Beach Buoy placed two sturdy stones at the base of the small slope.

They climbed the small slope, it leads to Stubborn Dog Stack.

"Morning Mate."

It was 9-05 a.m.

He patted 

THE

stone.

He added the five suitable stones.

He added the sea pottery with the two hearts...

It was wet and wild up on the dune edge.

No Crows up there today.

"See you mate."

He scattered some seed for the missing crows.

They returned to the beach below.

Others had turned back at the start of the grey rocks.

They headed north to the Village in both colour and monochrome.

Beach Buoy scattered some seeds.

Three Ladies, two coffees and two dogs headed south.

The tide was heading out.

The wreck was still at sea.

The wind-blown sands seemed to be doing the steps out of a job.

The only thing that was sitting on the Esplanade benches was wet sand.

More of the same.

BEACH BUOY.