TEAM ONE BLACK EAR HAVE A SIT AND THINK.
20, MARCH 2025.
SEATON SANDS,
HARTLEPOOL.
Beach Buoy.
Monday, 7 April 2025
SEATON SNOOKS TEA ROOM OUT AND ABOUT CARD.
A YOUNG COUPLE CAPTURE THE SUNRISE.
19, MARCH 2025.
SEATON SANDS,
HARTLEPOOL.
Beach Buoy.
SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL. 7, APRIL 2023.
Monday.
It was a frosty morning.
Beach Buoy scraped ice from the van's windscreen.
They reached Sandy Car Park
at 6-10 a.m.
Two overnight HGVs sat with their engines rumbling.
The beach was frosty too.
A man with a Labrador and a ball launcher walked to the south end of the Esplanade.
They jumped the wall, before heading into the dunes.
The air was cold and still.
In the bay, the Turbines spun slowly.
The tide was a fair way out, beyond the wreck.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed for it.
Beach Buoy had long thought about timing it right to capture a sunrise over the wreck.
The wreck and the sunrise.
6-21. by complete fluke.
It was peaceful.
Windows of gold.
Although the sun was rising, the temperature wasn't.
Beach Buoy headed south with icy fingers.
He picked up five icy but suitable stones for Stubborn Dog Stack.
Icy hands went into pockets.
Feet crossed shingle scatter.
The 7 a.m. club were to the north.
A count your blessings moment.
"Morning Mate."
It was 6-50.
Beach Buoy took out the suitable stones.
He took out a marker pen.
One for Ronnie.
One for Mick.
He added all of the suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone .
He had a stand and think.
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He watched as Gulls headed inland.
"See you mate."
They continued southwards.
The Skylarks were calling.
Sand Martin Corner.
7-09 a.m.
It can be a few days before their arrival?
They began to head back.
Beach Buoy waved to Stubborn Dog Stack from the beach below.
Mr Gunn/Lunn and excellent dog Alfie were heading south.
They stopped to chat.
Alfie come over from extra shoulder. scratches.
They went their separate ways.
Team one black ear were up ahead.
Milo, their borrowed dog was still in the team.
Beach Buoy checked the time.
The sundial showed that it was
Beach Buoy and Another Dog o'clock.
Team Muzzled Dog
passed by, distant waves and distant vocal greeting were exchanged.
Up on the Esplanade, Team One Black Ear were sat on the, sand out of your shoes bench
They chatted for a while before going their own ways.
BEACH BUOY.
SEATON SNOOKS TEA ROOM OUT AND ABOUT CARD.
"SEE YOU WINNIE,
SEE YOU GEOFF."
18, MARCH 2025,
STUBBORN DOG STACK,
SEATON SANDS,
HARTLEPOOL.
Beach Buoy goes on about it, so apologies.
He stopped working, the day his late friend should have done.
So every single day of his retirement, is one Geoff missed out on.
It focuses his mind.
He tries to share the days.
He will chat to his mate, hoping he knows.
Anyway this day, Beach Buoy really did feel like Geoff and his Dog, Bob were there.
He headed off to let them have a sit and think.
As for Winnie, that is Winston,
aka
Stubborn Dog.
Beach Buoy.
Sunday, 6 April 2025
6, APRIL 2025. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.
Sunday.
2-02 a.m.
Grandad Taxi.
6-23
The Sun, Beach Buoy and Another Dog all arrived the same time, like in the John Prine song,
The Accident.
Beach Buoy walked to The Esplanade Wall to photograph the Sun.
Others did the same.
They stood like Castle lookouts.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the beach.
The wreck was on show.
They set off towards it.
The wreck today.
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Sun gained height.
The 7 a.m. club were heading south.
Beach Buoy joined them for a while.
A few more laughs and the 7 a.m had to turn back.
One had Seafront Tai Chi at 7-30 followed by sea swim and Beach sauna at 8.
They went their separate ways.
Others to the South,
heading North by the water's edge.
There was a slight breeze from the south east.
The Skylarks sang above the dunes
Three men headed North, hands in pockets.
They'd be no good in a unplanned distant wave situation.
Beach Buoy could have tried but he had images of them flat on the beach, hands in pockets, like bowled cricket stumps.
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones for Stubborn Dog Stack.
The low level route.
"Morning Mate."
It was 7-03.
Beach Buoy took off his hat.
He touched the stone.
"God Bless."
He had met the Gentleman and his family.
It was clear he was well loved.
A Proper Gentleman.
He added the suitable stones.
He patted
Stubborn Dog's Stone.
It's not
THE
stone.
Not today.
A sit and think.
A lady and her Spaniel headed back north on the beach below.
Beach Buoy stood and stretched.
He looked to the beach below.
The sunrise rush was over.
The beach was quieter at 7-20 than it was at 6-20.
Back to the sea.
Back to the Village.
The jogging section of Team Muzzled Dog headed South.
Distant waves were shared.
The walking section followed.
More distant waves were shared.
A Big Doodle Dog came bouncing over.
It had a beach-found and slightly deflated football.
Beach Buoy toe-ended it for the dog.
"Come on Milo." his lady owner called.
First plastic beach-found toy for the litter pick Lady
Milo, his beach found football and owner down at the water's edge.
Beach Buoy beaded to The Esplanade.
The litter pick lady had parked alongside the van.
She was stood with Team Mick Aston Jumper on The Esplanade.
Beach Buoy handed the toy over.
She informed him she has around 200 now.
She washes them.
She leaves them in a beach box for children to use for free.
BEACH BUOY.
Saturday, 5 April 2025
SEATON SNOOKS TEA ROOM OUT AND ABOUT CARD.
THE DAY BEACH BUOY DIDN'T WORRY.
17, MARCH 2025.
THE ESPLANADE,
SEATON CAREW,
HARTLEPOOL.
5, APRIL 2025. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.
Saturday.
Someone was dreaming that Beach Buoy had returned to work and that she could sleep as long as she wanted to...
They headed to the beach.
😬
They arrived at 6-21.
A man in shorts was throwing a ball around the car park for his small brown dog.
It was Grey and chilly start to the day.
The lady who once fell off her bike walked to the south end of the Esplanade.
Her and her companion came dressed as December.
A lady and her two dogs headed south along the water's edge.
To the north, the 7 a.m. club were heading south.
They met up with Beach Buoy, thanks to unintentional timing, not planning.
They all walked south, chatting and laughing more would think possible for a chilly grey morning.
Scruffy's mam had had her VW Caddy
converted into a campervan.
"It's all your fault."
she jokingly said to Beach Buoy, adding
"Sitting there in your van having a cup of tea "
They went their seperate ways.
The 7 a.m. club headed back for their sea swim.
The lady with two dogs headed back north.
Unfortunately one her dogs took no notice of her shouting at it to return.
It ran quite aggressively towards Beach Buoy and Another Dog.
Beach Buoy scooped Another Dog up and ended up doing an unwanted beach dance with someone else's dog.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog walked the low level route.
Another Dog.
"Morning Mate."
It was 7-03 a.m.
Beach Buoy added some stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
Beach Buoy didn't sit.
A bit too wound up after the dog incident to fully relax.
The Beachcombing Border Collie Couple headed back.
"See you mate."
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed back too.
They walked the low level route.
Team Muzzled Dog passed with distant waves.
Treasure ?
No just plastic.
It was beach cleaned
They headed back to the van.
Up ahead an incoming tide was making people dash to avoid wet feet as it ran on after waves broke.
The Village Church Bells rang for 7-45.
They were back at the van.
BEACH BUOY.
Friday, 4 April 2025
JUST A BIKE RIDE. 4, APRIL 2025.
Friday.
Just a bike ride.
6 or 7 miles at a guess.
New toilets.
Two or three still out of order.
At least it's not eight as it was.
Gorillas at a Seafront Guest House.
Shadows in the dock.
Watching the sea at the northern end of The Esplanade.
Two Piers.
The Bridge that joins the Piers.
1970s fishing trip,
Dad was steering the boat,
He took us underneath the bridge,
Would we sink or float ?
The tide was high,
We cleared the rocks,
Crossed Middleton Bay,
With no more shocks.
Dad said to me,
"You'll remember this day,
I do every time,
I pass this way.
Back to Seaton Carew, over Newburn Bridge.
Beach Stick.
BEACH BUOY.
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