Winter Solstice.
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Sunday, 21 December 2025
Saturday, 20 December 2025
SEATON SNOOKS TEA ROOM OUT AND ABOUT CARD.
THURSDAY BASIL ON A FRIDAY.
19 DECEMBER 2025.
SEATON SANDS
HARTLEPOOL.
Beach Buoy.
Friday, 19 December 2025
SEATON SNOOKS TEA ROOM OUT AND ABOUT CARD.
"IT'S FREE UNTIL 9!"
25 AUGUST 2025.
SEATON SANDS
HARTLEPOOL.
Beach Buoy.
SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.19 DECEMBER 2025.
Friday morning.
Beach Buoy went to the beach alone.
It was windy from the southwest.
Beach Buoy was worried about Another Dog's eye after surgery with the chance of shifting sands.
It was still dark.
A Jogger jogged along The Esplanade.
Beach Buoy headed to the beach.
He collected five suitable stones as he headed south by torch light.
Others were on the beach.
He could see torch lights and flashing dog collars to both the north and south.
The lights to the south came closer.
Still too dark to see Beach Buoy shouted,
"Is that you Cocoa?"
"Is it you from the other day mate?"
"Aye."
The Dog was let loose and came bounding over.
"He's only a year old."
said the owner, as the big friendly dog chewed lightly on Beach Buoy's hand.
Beach Buoy made a fuss of the bouncing and chewing dog.
They both felt the need to explain why they were on the beach so early in the dark.
They wished each other well before taking different routes.
The man and his two dogs headed off into the darkness,
Beach Buoy headed to the low level route.
Up the small slope that leads to Stubborn Dog Stack.
Brakesy had kindly left another wonderful painted stone for passers-by to share.
Perfect.
"Morning Mate."
It was 7-20.
He added the five suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
Beach Buoy had a stand and think about those no longer in his life.
"See you Winnie, Geoff and Bob."
He returned to the beach below.
It seemed a little lighter than it might of done.
This was thanks to the sky being quite clear of cloud.
The tide was well out.
He headed back closer to the sea than the strand-line.
Up ahead he could see Mr.Gunn/Lunn, Excellent Dog Alfie and Thursday Basil, on a Friday.
Mr.Gunn/Lunn usually brings Basil to the beach each Tuesday as a favour for a neighbour and a treat for the dog.
As Another Dog was absent Beach Buoy opened out his arms as Basil made a bee-line for him.
The little dog is more Basil Rathbone than Basil Brush.
It has an odd habit of running behind you before popping out from behind, between your feet.
It did just that.
Beach Buoy made a fuss of him and Excellent Dog Alfie once he arrived.
He chatted to Mr.Gunn/Lunn as the Beachcombing Border Collie Couple began to head south.
Beach Buoy headed back to the car park.
The wreck was well ashore but he needed to leave there and then.
BEACH BUOY.
SEATON SNOOKS TEA ROOM OUT AND ABOUT CARD.
THE FRIENDLY DOG.
17 DECEMBER 2025.
SEATON SANDS
HARTLEPOOL..
Beach Buoy.
Thursday, 18 December 2025
18 DECEMBER 2025. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog arrived at the beach at 6-52 a.m.
There was little or no wind.
Beach Buoy thought it safe to bring Another Dog.
Her eye should be fine?
To the north, along the Esplanade, the 7 a.m. club disappeared into the shadows.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the beach.
Both wore flashing lights.
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.
They headed south.
It was a mild morning.
Beach Buoy could see the white edge of the sea in the darkness.
The tide looked to be well out.
By 7-17, they were up at Stubborn Dog Stack.
"Morning Mate."
Beach Buoy patted
THE
stone.
He added the five that were suitable.
He had a stand and think in the darkness.
"See you mate."
They headed back.
The Dashing Doodle Dog dashed over.
The owners chatted.
Beach Buoy checked on the Seaton Carew Wreck.
He fed some Crows before heading back to the car park.
BEACH BUOY.
Wednesday, 17 December 2025
17 DECEMBER 2025. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.
Wednesday morning at 7-23.
Beach Buoy went to the beach alone.
A lady and her dog walked the Esplanade as Beach Buoy headed to the beach access ramp.
The glow before sunrise was beautiful.
The tide looked to be well out.
There was a chilly wind from the south west.
A couple and their dog walked the water's edge.
Beach Buoy collected six suitable stones, just for a change.
The random pipe.
It is buried for much of the time.
Over a metre in depth of sand has gone for it to be so prominent.
The man who once had four dogs came along with three.
He wore a head light.
The dogs all had illuminated collars of different colours.
They walked and talked as far as the grey rocks.
Beach Buoy said farewell before heading up to Stubborn Dog Stack.
Morning Mate.
it was 7-50.
Beach Buoy added the six suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
Beach Buoy had a stand and think .
The man with his three dogs had stayed on the beach.
The low tide gave them beach access to Sand Martin Corner and beyond.
Two flashing lights to the north were heading south.
It was the whited dog and the black dog.
The lady owner and the dogs passed by on the beach below.
"Morning!"
"Morning!"
Beach Buoy gave a not so distant wave.
The lady waved back, ball- launcher in hand.
"See you mate."
Beach Buoy returned to the low level route.
The Beachcombing Border Collie Couple led the way back north.
Team Muzzled Dog gave a distant wave as they headed south.
At Bob o'clock- 8-08, spots of rain began to fall.
The colourful glow held onto the morning.
Up ahead, White Gulls looked like Flamingos as the light reflected on them.
Beach Buoy wondered if rain would mean rainbow?
The rain was random.
Spots here and there.
He continued north towards the wreck.
It would be nice to photograph a sunrise by the sea.
The wreck was well ashore.
No sunrise as yet.
Beach Buoy took some photographs of the wreck.
A lady arrived with her two dogs.
She took some photographs of the wreck and the glow.
"Some nice light to the north too." said Beach Buoy.
"Oh yes."
Another Lady was in the distance.
Her old dog came over to see Beach Buoy.
As always with friendly dogs, Beach Buoy made a fuss of the dog.
The lady came over.
"Looks like he wants to go home with you."
Beach Buoy told the story about Another Dog's eye operation.
"It's a bit windy or l would have brought her. Don't want her to get sand in eye."
More photographs of the wreck.
The colourful light was fading second by second.
There was to be no visible sunrise.
Instead of a fanfare, it was more of a slide-whistle start to the day.
BEACH BUOY.
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