SEATON SANDS HARTLEPOOL. 24 OCTOBER, 2023.

 

Tuesday afternoon.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog set off on foot at 4-39.

At the end of the street he could see The Wind Turbines spinning beyond the dunes.

It was 5-02 when they reached sand.

They headed south into a fresh breeze.

The tide was as far out as the recently exposed Seaton Carew Wreck.

The sands had claimed it for a number of months.

Beach Buoy pulled up two hoods.

5-25.

"Afternoon Mate."

Gulls hung in the air, hanging on the dune edge updraft.

Beach Buoy added some stones.

He patted

THE

stone.

 He drank coffee on a wobbly driftwood plank.

He sat and thought.

"See you mate."

They returned to a quiet-looking beach 

They walked a short dune distance to the sandy slope. 

They ambled back.

The dune folk had raised the flag.

Beware.

The light was beginning to dim.

They crossed the car park as the village church bells rang for 6 p.m.

BEACH BUOY.

SEATON SANDS HARTLEPOOL, 23 OCTOBER, 2023.

 

Beach Buoy and Another Dog walked to the beach.

They had set off at 2-42 p.m.

As they left the house, Beach Buoy could hear the noiseiest boat in the world, travel down the river. 

It was a Tees Pilot boat. 

Their weak sunshine shadows joined them for the walk.

They accessed the beach via the steps north of the access ramp. 

It was 3-02 p.m. when they stepped onto the sand. 

The tide was well out.

Sadly lots of dead and dying shellfish were strewn along the beach.

Tragic.

A lady cyclist had been photographing the scene.

She headed north.

How very sad.

They headed south.

The air was still.

Six Crows walked the dune edge.

PIPSQUEAK

was

here.

Someone had written

I LOVE YOU

in the sand.

Perhaps PIPSQUEAK is smitten.

Two ladies walked south at the dune edge.

Each wore a pointed wooden hat 

One yellow.

One red.

Mustard and Ketchup out for a stroll.

A hazy Sun became a lazy sun.

Beach Buoy pulled up two hoods. 

"Afternoon Mate."

It was 3-40.

Beach Buoy added some stones.

He patted

THE

stone.

He picked up the wobbly driftwood plank.

He drank coffee as he watched the sea. 

Low tide would be at 5-37.

There was time to go to Sand Martin Corner via the beach.

"See you mate."

They dropped down to the beach, the continued south.

A Beach-found camera.

Waterproof.

Shockproof.

🤔

Time will tell.

Time to head back.

A hazy Sun returned.

Beach fisherman. 

A lady with long hair headed south on the dune heights.

A bonny blue ship sailed out to sea.

😱

😎

🤗

🙇🏻

BEACH BUOY.

OUT OUT. 22, OCTOBER, 2023.

 E.L.O

Beach Buoy and Another Dog had just come out,it was going to be a walk around the block. 

As if on auto-pilot, they ended up down by the beach.

Beach Buoy regretted not bring the beach paraphernalia.

A Promenade walk would have to do.

New shop.

Old building.

They went to the promenade wall.

The litter-pick lady passed by.

"Is she a Shih tzu?"

"No. She's a Lhassa Apso."

Light was fading.

Gulls headed out to sea.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed off.

BEACH BUOY.

MIDDLETON. HARTLEPOOL.22 OCTOBER, 2023.

 Beach Buoy was passing so he decided to have a look at Middleton Beach.

It was sunny.

A natural stone looked like a Dog.

Plenty of sea glass and pottery on offer after the storm.

Beach Buoy left all but one piece.

That piece would go to Stubborn Dog Stack.

Can you guess which one?

You know why. 

Beach brick .

What is it's story?

The tide was heading out 

It was a lovely afternoon.

BEACH BUOY.

SEATON SANDS HARTLEPOOL 22, OCTOBER, 2023.

 

Sunday. 

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

It was 7-19 a.m.

Voices followed them.

The Beachcombing Border Collie Couple were just behind them.

They all headed towards the sea.

The air was chilly but still.

It was less than two hours to high tide. 

The light was gorgeous, a photograph could not do it justice.

The Beachcombing Border Collie Couple sped ahead.

Beach Buoy dawdled.

A large parcel of Oyster Catchers flew towards the River. 

Gulls worked the water's edge.

Steam rose from a warmer sea in the chilly air.

Pink clouds and vapour trails were dotted and dashed across the pale blue sky. 

7-43.

"Morning Mate."

Beach Buoy added some stones.

He patted

THE 

stone. 

It was an hour or so to high tide 

The was such a run of sea water after a wave had broke onto the beach that Beach Buoy decided to have coffee at a safe spot on the beach below to save a possible soaking on their return to the beach.

 

"See you mate."

They returned to the beach, avoiding a soaking 

They sat on a dune edge to the north.

Beach Buoy watched the dramatic sea.

He had thought that a seabird had perched on top of the Sea Serpent Marker.

A squint of the eyes showed it to be light , dislodged by the strength of the earlier storm. 

They watched the Sun come up.

It was a glorious glow.

Coffee finished they wandered vto the water's edge.

Seafront windows took it in turns to reflect the Golden Sun. 

One last look at the Sun.

They headed north.

Mr Gunn/ Nunn approached with the excellent Alfie.

They chatted as Beach Buoy gave the little dog a shoulder scratch.

Mr. Gunn/Nunn had a gift for Beach Buoy.

It was "Back in the car."

They arranged to meet up back at the car park.

After Mr.Gunn/Nunn and Alfie had finished their circular walk.

Beach Buoy would make a coffee as he waited for their return.

The van's tyres looked like been off-road.

It was sandy car park.

Purdy, the little brown passed with her mam.

"Morning."

"Morning."

Beach Buoy drank a strong milky coffee.

Mr.Gunn/Nunn returned.

Before too long, the biggest Pumpkin that Beach Buoy had ever seen was in the van.

BEACH BUOY.

SEATON SANDS HARTLEPOOL

 

Beach Buoy and Another Dog set off on foot at 4-04 p.m.

It was calm.

The calm after the storm.

They crossed a sunny car park at 4-22.

On this calm afternoon, the sea was still rough.

The Seaton Carew Wreck had been exposed once more.

The beach had that after storm look.

A gentleman approached.

He walked with the aid of stick.

"Hello there."

"Hello."

Beach Buoy and the man chatted for around twenty minutes.

The gentleman's wife approached with their Border Collie.

They were both 78, from Darlington.

They usually come to Seaton Carew on a Wednesday.

"Sometimes its just us and the dog."

His Dad had bought a coble when he retired from the railway.

He also bought the end cabin at Paddy's Hole at South Gare from a Tees Pilot.

The gentleman was waiting for a hip replacement, hated walking with a stick.

He had done the coast to coast both ways twice.

Climbed all over the Lake District and once walked from Filey to Whitley Bay.

They  wished each other well.

They went their separate ways.

2 X 78.

A lovely chat.

Beach Buoy thought about what the beach does.

Walking down a street the men wouldn't have stopped to chat and share so many stories.

The beach does that.

🤗

Full circle.

Someone had been spinning the large piece of driftwood that seems to have taken up residence on the beach.

They walked the Rocky Road to The Sandy Slope.

"Afternoon Mate."

It was 5-08.

Beach Buoy added some stones

He patted

THE

stone.

Beach Buoy was relieved to see that the stack was intact.

The stormy sea had been wild. 

It was still breaking eight steps out in to the bay.

Beach Buoy had never seen them actually crash over the Sea Serpent Marker before.

He hoped the creature was safe down below.

Beach Buoy sat on the wobbly driftwood plank.

He drank coffee 

He didn't think that he would be sat here today.

The sun was out.

Midges swarmed around the still air 

The morning felt two seasons away now. 

Coffee drank, it was

"See you mate."

They returned to the beach.

The late evening sun gave a gorgeous light.

It reflected well in a bay of spray.

They headed back, slowly.

BEACH BUOY.

HARTLEPOOL HEADLAND.

 

A walk on Seaton Sands beach was not really an option.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to The Headland.

Beach Buoy knew it was almost high tide.

With a storm raging, dramatic photographs were sitting ducks.

The breaking waves were like clouds.

Each with their own character, depending on the viewers eye.

This is what Beach Buoy 

saw.

The Storm had a face.

Babet wore a hood.

Just a Gull in a Storm. 

Pom poms.

A Giant Teddy Bear prepared to dive back in. 

An Elephant.

One of a number who turned up for a swim in the storm.

They were well prepared having remembered to bring their trunks. 

BEACH BUOY.