26 JULY 2024. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.

 

Beach Buoy and Another Dog walked to the beach.

They set off at 6-44  a m.

Birdsong filled the air.

There was a very pleasant breeze.

They reached the beach at 7-04.

Team one black ear were coming up the beach access ramp.

They chatted.

They went their separate ways.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the sea, then south.

The tide was well in.

It was a full Sun morning.

A lady walked ankle-deep in the sea.

Her dog walked along side on it's lead.

Two men with three dogs off the lead were also heading south.

Beach Buoy moved up to the dune edge to let them pass without incident.

A partial moon watched all this take place from it's vantage point.

They headed to Stubborn Dog Stack.

"Morning Mate."

It was 7-15.

Beach Buoy added some stones.

He patted

THE 

stone.

He sat on the driftwood wedge about a metre long.

He stood to chat when Team Muzzled Dog passed by on the "easy" route.

They talked of dolphins and seals.

 Team Muzzled Dog continued southwards.

Beach Buoy sat back down as a Sand Martin swooped.

He spotted a painted stone.

It may have been hidden in the stack.

He had seen it before.

He re-added it.

Like some people, stones just disappear.

"See you mate."

They set off, back along the "easy" route.

To the east, he could see Mr.Gunn / Lynn's flamboyant hat walking a less easy route through the tall dune grass and growth.

They had a slow walk back.

BEACH BUOY.

25, JULY 2024. AN EVENING VISIT TO THE ESPLANADE.

 

BEACH BUOY.

25 JULY, 2024.. SEATON SANDS HARTLEPOOL.

 

It was around 6-25 a.m.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the beach.

It would soon be high tide 

It was overcast but mild.

A breeze blew from the south west.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed south.

The tides height and imminent peaking, ensured a narrow beach.

Three regulars headed back to the north.

They stopped to chat.

They went their separate ways.

Team One Black Ear stopped for a chat too.

7 a.m.

"Morning Mate."

Beach Buoy added some stones.

He patted 

THE 

stone.

Beach Buoy sat on the driftwood wedge about a metre long.

The sea sparkled.

Beach Buoy sat for a good twenty minutes.

The beach below.

"See you mate."

Back to the beach once more.

Slow walk back.

Team Muzzled Dog stopped for a chat.

They went their separate ways.

BEACH BUOY.

SEATON SANDS HARTLEPOOL. 22 JULY 2024.

It was mild.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the south.

The tide was well out.

Stripey wind breaks were dotted around.

A game of beach volley ball was in progress.

People swam.

Others say in various locations.

People drifted northwards.

The south was theirs.

A Lone Sand Martin swooped as the reached the top of the big slope.

They reached the stack.

"Evening Mate."

It was 7-57.

He added some stones.

He patted

THE

stone.

He sat on the driftwood wedge about a metre long.

No drink.

Just sit.

The beach below.

"See you mate."

Back along the easy route.

A slow walk back.

A Parcel of Oyster Catchers whistles as the rise up ito the air, before heading towards the river.

BEACH BUOY.

SEATON SANDS HARTLEPOOL. 21, JULY 2024.

 

Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the beach at 7 p.m. ish

 It was overcast, mild with a cooling breeze from the west.

The tide was well out.

A family sat at a  pop-up tent.

Dad volunteered to mind the tent as Mam and toddler sat off, buckets in hand, to reach the distant sea.

Nearby a Yapping Dog Yapped.

A large aeroplane hung over the dunes like a photograph.

7-31.

"Evening Mate."

Beach Buoy added some stones.

He patted 

THE

stone.

He sat on the driftwood wedge about a metre long.

Down on the beach below, the two ladies with the happy dog turned, only doing half a beach.

 The sound of the yapping decided to travel the whole beach on its own.

It looked overcast still over Seaton Carew.

To the south Saltburn was bathed in late evening sun as it often seems to be.

"See you mate."

They returned to the beach below.

They had walked the easy route.

He had spotted a couple waist-high in dune growth, walking their own chosen path.

A slow walk back.

A Jogger headed south.

He is a regular, travelling the beach a number of times each visit.

BEACH BUOY.

SEATON SNOOKS TEA ROOM OUT AND ABOUT CARD.

 

The Model and the Photographer.

BEACH BUOY.

SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL. 21, JULY 2024.

 Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the beach at 6-30 a.m.

It has been a really hot night.

On the beach there was a breeze to die for from the west.

So refreshing.

The tide was way out.

Beach Buoy stopped to chat to the 7 a.m. club.

They went their separate ways.

Team one black ear were up ahead.

They chatted once their paths had crossed.

They went their separate ways.

A message was written in the sand.

THANK YOU LORD FOR WHAT YOU DO.

WE LOVE YOU.

AMEN.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the big slope.

Four Sand Martins passed by.

Wind Power and Oil Power viewed from the "easy" route.

"Morning Mate."

A lady appeared at the stack, walking her three dogs.

 They chatted briefly.

Beach Buoy added some stones.

He patted

THE

stone.

He sat on the driftwood wedge about a metre long 

He drank fizzy water.

He watched the sea and sky.

Others walked beach below.

A couple walked barefoot in the sea.

Beach Buoy closed his eyes.

He was so tired.

The Sun was warm on his face.

The breeze was pleasant.

He could fall asleep sat up.

A slow walk back. 

Out in the bay an early yacht had left the marina.

Down by the sea, a model in a torquise wrap was having her photograph taken.

Four men headed for a sea swim.

"I only get £550 for a flat week."

" I get £700."

Beach Buoy gave a distant wave to the lady with Alfie and Archie.

They are part of Team Mick Aston Jumper.

A man with a Corgi and a flamboyant hat walked The Esplanade.

BEACH BUOY.

SEATON SANDS HARTLEPOOL. 20, JULY 2024.

 

Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the beach at around 7-30 p.m.

It was muggy and overcast.

A warm breeze blew from the south west.

The Little Tern nest site was silent.

In contrast, loud swearing voices drifted from the dunes.

Out in the bay a Silent Sea Serpent surfaced.

They headed up the big slope and along the "easy" route.

"Evening Mate."

It was BOB O'CLOCK!

8-08 p.m.

Beach Buoy added some stones.

He patted

THE 

stone.

He sat on the driftwood wedge about a metre long.

No drink this visit.

 A couple with a Labrador headed south on the beach below.

No Sand Martins this evening.

An oil rig for company.

Oil Rig into Hartlepool for decommissioning.

"See you mate." 

They returned to the beach.

A not so slow walk back 

It felt like it could rain.

It did indeed when they were around thirty seconds away from the van.

BEACH BUOY.

20 JULY, 2024. JUST A BIKE RIDE.

 

Just a bike ride.

A paddleboarder was out in the bay 

Seaton Carew to the Marina and back. 

BEACH BUOY 

SEATON SANDS HARTLEPOOL.20, JULY 2024

 Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the beach at 6-30 a.m.

The lady who once fell off her bike was walking to the south end of The Esplanade.

It was muggy.

Not a breath of wind or whisper of a breeze.

The tide was a fair way out.

Word was over 140 Little Tern and 28 Plover chicks this year.

Many has seemed to have left already.

Lovely light shone down onto the turbines.

Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed south.

The 7 a.m. club and Scruffy and Mam passed by.

 They paused to chat.

They went their separate ways.

Team one black ear passed by.

They paused to chat.

Up at the top of the big slope.

It was 7 a.m.

The "easy" route looked like it led to the Sun.

"Morning Mate."

Beach Buoy added some stones.

He patted

THE

stone.

It was 7-04.

He added some stones.

He patted

THE

stone.

He sat on the driftwood wedge about a metre long.

He watched the sea sparkle.

A man walked southwards along the water's edge.

He was ankle deep in the water.

His shoes were tied by his laces, hanging round his neck.

The worst earrings ever.

Behind him a Seal broke the surface of the sea.

The man who once had four dogs seemed to only have two 

The third one was stood to the north, cooling it's paws in the sea.

It caught up not too long afterwards.

They are all splendid dogs.

"See you mate."

They headed back.

Along the "easy" route.

Down the big slope.

They returned to the beach.

Team Muzzled Dog passed by.

"Morning."

"Morning."

At the access ramp, Beach Buoy paused to let four horses walk down onto the beach.

Six men set off for a sea swim.

BEACH BUOY.