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Monday, 30 June 2025

30, JUNE 2025. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.

 

Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the beach at 6-40 a.m.
The person who walks the perimeter of the car park with headphones on did so.


The tide was high.

The 7 a.m. club were already well to the north.

Off for their sea swim.

The Beachcombing Border Collie Couple were already heading home.



They headed to the sea.
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.
He chatted to Team One Black Ear.

Strands of Squid eggs.

They were returned to deeper water.


A warm gentle breeze blew.

The sunlight was coming and going as clouds passed by.

The Wind Turbine Vessel could be seen travelling down the river.


Beach Buoy paused on the low level route to watch it leave the river mouth.


7-10
"Morning Mate."
Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.

Someone had used a black marker to write message on some stack stones.
It was OK but felt a little like a takeover bid for the stack and its meaning,





A more colourful stone had been added.

Beach Buoy topped up the wildlife water bowl after rearranging the set up.
Someone had been faffing.


He had a stand and think.
He realised how much the stack meant to him.
He was a little chewed.
"See you mate."


They returned to the beach below.
The Vessel headed out into open water.



They headed back alongside the water's edge.
A couple with a small dog headed south.
"Morning."
"Morning."


Off into the distance.



They approached the end of the dunes.





A paddle boarder paddled close to the water's edge.




Little Terns filled the air.

BEACH BUOY.