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Sunday 31 December 2023

NEW YEARS EVE, 2023. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL

 


Beach Buoy and Another Dog parked up at 8-09 a.m.
They headed for the northerly beach access ramp.
The "Poppet." Lady from yesterday was stood at the top of the ramp.
She was with another lady.
They asked if Beach Buoy knew the phone number to call for the rescue of a young seal that had ended up at the promenade wall.
Beach Buoy handed them a BDMLR card from his wallet.

With the Seal Pup situation in hand, Beach Buoy headed for the sea.


Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed south.
The tide was going out.
The Seaton Carew Wreck was still hidden by the sea. 
It was overcast.
There was a slight breeze from the south west.
Mr. Blabbermouth headed south near the strand-line, playing catch up with his dog.
He walked a walk that looked like he was going to break into a run.

Two Spaniels zoomed out of the dunes, chasing Crows.

A big dog called Molly came to say hello 
"Hello Molly."
They continued southwards.

To the North, a Large Alsatian Dog on a very long lead walked the water's edge.

The sound of a car park car alarm drifted across the beach.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog drifted towards the dune edge.
He shared a half-distant wave with Team Mick Aston Jumper.
Mr. Blabbermouth had turned at the grey rocks, he was heading north, playing catch up with his dog.
The dog was trying find a way to reach a couple and their dog up on the dune heights.


Beach Buoy and Another Dog crossed the grey rocks to reach Stubborn Dog Stack.


"Morning Mate."
It was 9 a.m.
Beach Buoy added some stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
He sat drinking wobbly driftwood coffee on a wobbly driftwood plank.
It was a new thermal mug today.
The drink seemed to be hotter than of late?
He watched waves.
He watched people and dogs walk as far as the grey rocks before returning northwards.

"See you mate."


One last look at the view.
They returned to the beach.


They had a slow walk back.
The Sun hadn't shown up.
A three-quarter Moon still hung over the dune.
The Seaton Carew Wreck was just coming ashore as they passed.


Beach Buoy much prefers low tide to high tide

They headed back towards the van.


It was a grand morning. 

They reached the van at 9-58.

BEACH BUOY.




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