16, SEPT. 2025. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.

 Tuesday morning.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog arrived at the car park at 6-25 a.m.

It was overcast, mild with a light breeze from the West.

Another Dog went on strike.

Beach Buoy chatted to the lady who once fell off her bike, she was walking the esplanade.

He explained the dog's behaviour.

He baby-carried the dog down the beach access ramp.

The regular esplanade end cyclist was in his usual position.

"Morning."

"Morning."

The tide was well out,

beyond the Seaton Carew Wreck.

Beach Buoy heard the sound of large flapping wings.

He turned just in time to see two Swans head from over the Esplanade to the dunes.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed south.

After a batch of high tides, it was good to have a wide beach and a low tide.

TO BE CONTINUED...

15, SEPTEMBER 2025. SEATON SANDS HARTLEPOOL

 

Monday.

It had been very windy and wet overnight.

Scattered showers were still on the cards.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the beach access ramp at 6-28 a.m.

Beach Buoy was more than half expecting a soaking.

Starlings landed on the Esplanade as one.

They took flight.

Optimistic Sunrise seekers waited down by the sea,

They headed south.

Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones as they walked.

The tide was a canny way out.

There was a strong and chilly breeze from the south west.

 A shower came and went.

A hood went up and down.

The Sun showed up.

It was 6-50.

He wasn't expecting to see their sunshine shadows.

The lady with a red coat and a brown dog called Jasper headed back to the Village.

They were walking distant dune heights.

Too distant to wave.

Ruby.

Regular strips of shingle offered hope to beachcombers.

The Beachcombing Border Collie Couple were missing out.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog walked the low level route.

7 a.m.

"Morning Mate."

Beach Buoy patted

THE

stone.

He added the five suitable stones.

Even though the driftwood seat with an elevated view was wet due to the rainfall, he had a sit and think.

He drank coffee.

The wind turbines stood idle even though the breeze was strong.

They had most probably been locked off due to strong overnight winds.

"See you mate."

They returned to the beach.

They headed back.

Distant waves were shared with Team Muzzled Dog who were jogging and walking their way south.

The lady who walks the full beach, did so.

"Morning."

"Morning."

The lady with a black dog and an emergency hat passed by.

"Morning."

"Morning."

Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed back to the van.

BEACH BUOY.

14, SEPTEMBER. 2025. SEATON SANDS HARTLEPOOL

 Late Sunday Morning.

The forecast for later wasn't good.

Beach Buoy tempted Another Dog to walk to the beach.

They arrived at 10-40.

Two stood at the water's edge.

People and dogs were dotted around.

Beach Buoy wasn't taking a lot of notice.

It was just a walk.

A yacht left Hartlepool, out in the bay.

Beach Buoy collected another five suitable stones.

"Morning again mate."

It was 11-15.

Beach Buoy patted

THE

stone.

He added five more.

He had a sit and think.

He watched the Yacht's angled travels.

Beach Buoy drank coffee.

A lady appeared from the south.

Beach Buoy must have looked more ill than relaxed.

"Are you OK?"

"Yes thank you."

"Thought you might have been having a heart attack."

They chatted for ages.

Many topics.

A lady appeared from the north.

She and the first lady had chatted to one another earlier in the day,

She joined the conversation.

More topics.

The second random Dog of the day appeared.

Shortly afterwards the second random man of the day showed up.

His Dog was called Scooby, a Romanian rescue Dog.

The four complete strangers chatted like their meeting had been planned previously.

Around half a dozen Sand Martins flew south as they talked.

They all left around the same time.

Beach Buoy waited until everyone had gained distance.

In time Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed back.

BEACH BUOY.

14, SEPTEMBER 2025. SEATON SANDS HARTLEPOOL.

Another Dog stayed at home.

Beach Buoy arrived at 6-39 a.m.

From the Esplanade, he could the sunrise and Team One Black Ear heading south.

He headed to the beach.

The Sunrise was wonderful.

There was a fresh breeze from the south west.

They tide was a canny way out.

Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.

Beach Buoy walked southwards along the water's edge.

A Ship left the river behind.

A fresh breeze blew from the west.

A Dog called Betty came to say hello.

Team One Black Ear were up ahead.

Milo, their borrowed dog ran to Beach Buoy six times.

Each visit he dropped a blue and orange ball at Beach Buoy's feet.

He threw the ball each time.

Milo ran to sit in the sea.

Beach Buoy and Team One Black Ear chatted.

As they did so, the Lady with a red coat and a brown dog passed by.

"Morning."

"Morning."

"Morning."

7-19.

"Morning Mate."

He patted 

THE

stones.

Beach Buoy added five suitable stones.

He had a stand and think.

Dasher, the Muzzled Dog came up to the stack.

Team Muzzled Dog followed.

They chatted.

A Random Dog appeared.

Dennis.

His random owner wasn't far behind.

They all chatted.

Beach Buoy headed back to the beach.

Back to the Village.

It was a gorgeous morning.

He faffed on taking photographs

 

He wandered onto the sea front.

Back to the Van,

BEACH BUOY.

13, SEPT. 2025. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.

 Saturday Morning.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the beach car park at 6-26 a.m.

The lady who once fell off her bike and her companion walked The Esplanade.   

"Morning."

"Morning."

    "Morning."    

As usual at the top of the access ramp, Another Dog went one side of the bollards, Beach Buoy the other.

The dog lead looped around.

Beach Buoy untangled them.

They headed to the beach.

The tide was well in.

They headed southwards.

Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.

Sunrise was claimed by cloud.

Beach Buoy pulled up one hood.

Pale peach and grey today.

They walked the low level route.

6-53.

"Morning Mate."

Beach Buoy patted 

THE

stone.

He added five more that were suitable.

He had a stand and think.

The Plastic Sunflower is by others who have borrowed the stack. 

Beach Buoy had a stand and think.

Team One Black Ear approached down on the beach below.

"See you mate."

They returned to the beach and it's water's edge.

Team One Black Ear stopped to chat.

They went their different ways.

The man who once had four dogs passed by with three.

"Morning."

"Morning."

BEACH BUOY.