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Saturday, 23 May 2026

23, MAY 2026. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.

 Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the beach at 5-17 a.m.

The Sun has only just cleared low cloud.

It was sunny now after a warm night.

Beach Buoy had been up since just after 

3 a.m.

The Little Terns were chattering.

Their fence now fully repaired.


Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.
 A lovely breeze blew from the west.

A man with a dog left the beach via the low level wall at the south end of the Esplanade.

A lady with a dog left the beach via the beach access ramp.

They had walked and talked but went their separate ways.


Beach Buoy and Another Dog walked towards the Wreck.

Out in the bay, a fishing boat bobbed about.
It's windows reflected the sunlight.

A flying saucer cloud came to examine the wreck.


The tide was heading back in.
The wreck would soon be gone.



Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed south.
They picked a route to try and disturb as few birds as possible.
It was still early, even for birds.
Flocks of Gulls stood at varies locations.

Skylarks sang over the dunes to their right.
Little Terns dropped into the sea to their left.
May is by far Beach Buoy's favourite month.
Still some longer days to look forward to.




Dune edge campers.


One of the overnight campers headed to the sea.



Shoes came off, he headed into the shallows.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the low level route.
Two sturdy stones were added to the sea defence.


"Morning Mate."
5-58.
Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.
He patted 
THE
stone.
He scattered some seeds for the Crows to find later.
The most recent Brakesy, a sea/ landscape on driftwood was noticeable by it absence.
It will have been taken because someone liked it, not out of malice.
Other Brakesy's remained in situ.


Beach Buoy added the latest slate name plate..
He only uses those pieces of slate that already have a hole in.
Possibly the nail hole from when it was a roof slate.


He had a sit and a think on the driftwood seat with an elevated view.
The Sun warmed his face.
The welcome breeze cooled them.

From time to time Sand Martins flew by.


It was a glorious morning.


The view out into Hartlepool Bay from Stubborn Dog Stack.


"See you mate."

Team One Black Ear headed back north.

They returned to the beach below.

They headed north too.


The Beachcombing Border Collie Couple began to head south.

A Vociferous Crow circled Beach Buoy and Another Dog twice.
It felt like a Thank you.
Beach Buoy watched as the Crow headed directly to the tallest and most recently added post up at Stubborn Dog Stack.

This time of year Saturday morning beaches can be a mess.
Friday night dune parties 
Today was no exception.
Bottles, cans, towels, clothes, shoes and bags were strewn on some of the dune dips.

Beach Buoy always takes as many glass bottles as possible as a priority.

Today was 
Sixteen glass bottles.
Two pairs of shoes.
Hairbrush.
Toothbrush.
River Island handbag.

He headed to the Esplanade.

Mr.Gunn/ Lunn stopped to chat.
Excellent Dog Alfie stood nearby.
Team One Black Ear had done a beach clean too.


Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed up the access ramp.

Jasper the brown Spaniel and his mam with a red coat were just going down to the beach 

"Been busy."

"Well they'll be legless after all of this."

He raised a clinking beach-found plastic bag.

"So they won't have needed these."

He raised the River Island handbag that was stuffed with shoes etc.


BEACH BUOY.

Friday, 22 May 2026

22, MAY 2026. JUST A BIKE RIDE.





 Still alive.
Just a bike ride.
7 to 8 miles in total.
Very Sunny.

That's it.

Paul.


22, MAY 2026. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.

 Beach Buoy and Another Dog arrived at the beach.


The Little Tern Nest Site fencing has been repaired.


































































































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Thursday, 21 May 2026

21, MAY 2026. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.

 Thursday morning.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog arrived at the beach.

It was 6-34.


Two Ships traded places.

One out to sea.

The other waiting to go into the wonderful Port of Hartlepool.

Light rain and the sound of Little Terns filled the air.

The headphones person walked the car park perimeter.

A Lady and two Brown Spaniels headed down the beach access ramp.

There was an unusual cloud in the sky above the Bay.


Beach Buoy took a few photographs of it and filtered them heavily.

The Beachcombing Border Collie Couple were on the beach.


If you disapprove of  filters, then jog on.
This blog is not for you.

A lady headed north on the water's edge with her Labrador.


Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.


Lady and Labrador.


The tide was well in.
Light rain was coming then going on repeat.

Without the filters, the sky was grey.
It was the Skylarks  who added colour to the dull morning sky.
They sang songs of yellow and gold up above the dunes.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog made their way to the low level route.
He added two sturdy stones to the sea defence at the base of the small slope.

Up to Stubborn Dog Stack. 



"Morning Mate."
It was 7-02.
Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.
He patted 
THE
stone.

He scattered some seeds for the Crows to find later, at their leisure.


He had a sit and a think on the driftwood seat with an elevated view.
It was just as damp as it was elevated.

No Gannets today. 
They must have been passing through again?

Beach Buoy's weary mind thought back to the man who looked like he had extra long arms.
In fact, the man was carrying a shoe in each hand as he walked the shallows of the sea.
Perhaps Gannets are just Gulls carrying their shoes, looking for somewhere to paddle?

A Sand Martin flew by.
Two Ships left the Tees.
One Orange.
One Green.

Midges danced in the damp mild air along the dune edge.

. "See you mate."
Back to the beach.

The lady who walks the full length of the beach passed by.
"Morning."
"Good Morning."


They made their way back to the Car Park.

Every now and then a Little Tern would fall into the sea, just a few metres from the water's edge.


Round the dunes then onto the Esplanade.

As they reached the top of the access ramp, someone was heading north with an open red and white umbrella.

It looked like a giant stick of rock had escaped from the Seaton Rock Shop.


BEACH BUOY.