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Thursday, 5 June 2025

5, JUNE 2025. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.

 Thursday.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed for the beach access ramp.

It was 6-35 a.m.

Scruffy's Mam and the lady with the Greyhound were to the north, along The Esplanade.

Beach Buoy gave a distant wave.

The Esplanade Cyclist went by.

"Morning."

"Morning."


The tide was well out.
The lady with a Wet robe and a dry dog headed north along the water's edge.


It was mild.
It was overcast.
The tide was out beyond the Seaton Carew Wreck.


Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed south.
He collected five suitable stones as they walked.
It looked like Team One Black Ear were up ahead?


A small ship headed into the river.
It wasn't Team One Black Ear afterall.
The man and his dog headed into the dunes.
They returned shortly afterwards, heading south along the low level route.

There was a slight breeze from the south west.

Skylarks sang in the dunes.
Little Terns fished the sea.

A lady and her Labrador walked northwards beside the sea.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed for the low level route.

To the north, the Beachcombing Border Collie Couple had began to travel and search the strand-line.


7-06.
"Morning Mate."
Beach Buoy added five suitable stones.
He patted 
THE
stone.


He sat on the driftwood plank with plenty of rust.
He had a think.
The dune man and his dog reappeared down on the beach below.
The Beachcombing Border Collie Couple walked as far south as the stack.
The returned to the north.
Walking.
Talking.
Searching.


Sand Martins twisted and turned around Stubborn Dog Stack.
Beach Buoy managed to photograph some in flight.
Of course once the phone camera is placed into a pocket, the sky fills with their flight.

On the grey rocks, below the stack, a Crow stood looking out to sea.

"See you mate."
They continued south along the dune edge.
The man who once had four dogs walked the beach with three. 

At Sand Martin Corner, Beach Buoy chatted to Team Muzzled Dog


Beach Buoy and Another Dog worked their way back north.

He gave a distant wave to Stubborn Dog Stack as they passed by.


Gull.


 A few spots of rain fell.

They walked the strand-line.
The lady with both a White and Black Labrador headed to the sea.

Mr.Gunn/ Lunn and Excellent Dog Alfie stopped for a chat.
No Thursday Basil today.
He was on holiday.
🤗


Later that day, Beach Buoy drive to Kirby Moorside.
He was delivering furniture for an Auction.
It was a favour for someone.
He had a Coffee and a toasted teacake in the nearby Gavel and Bean Cafe.

BEACH BUOY.