SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.11, DECEMBER 2025..

 Thursday Morning.

Ruby was have an operation today.

Beach Buoy went to the beach with Borrowed Dog.

They parked in Seaton Park Car Park.

it was around 8-22.

There was a strong breeze from the south west.

An earlier blood red sky had turned to blue.

They went down to the beach on the access ramp that was next to the beach huts.

Dylan the Dog and his mam came up the ramp.

They chatted briefly.

Beach Buoy and Borrowed Dog headed south.

The lady who walks the full length of the beach was heading back north along the water's edge.

"Morning."

"Morning."

The Village Church Bells rang for 8-30.

Borrowed Dog became a Pup once more. 

He really loves the beach and shows it.

A man with three dogs headed north.

He's not to be confused with the man who once had four dogs.

Just a man with three dogs.

Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones as they walked the water's edge.

Beach Buoy stopped to feed  a Crow.

He formed a bowl on the beach, scooping sand away with his hand.

He filled it with seed from a plastic tub that was in his beach bag.

A Jogger and his trotting dog headed North.

A Lady headed north with a rust coloured dog on a lead.

Beach Buoy and Borrowed Dog walked the low level route.

"Morning Mate."

It was 8-56.

Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.

He patted

THE

stone.

He had a sit and think on the driftwood seat with an elevated view.

Two Small Ships traded places.

River and Sea.

"See you mate."

They returned to the beach below.

The high tide had turned.

They headed back to the north across a blank canvas of sand.

Another Crow wanted feeding.

Beach Buoy obliged.

A Black and White Spaniel trotted along the water's edge with the best driftwood stick ever clenched tightly in it's teeth.

BEACH BUOY.