TAKING A STARFISH BACK TO THE SEA.
3, MAY 2025,
SEATON SANDS,
HARTLEPOOL.
Beach Buoy.
Thursday, 26 June 2025
SEATON SNOOKS TEA ROOM OUT AND ABOUT CARD.
A TALK WITH DIDDY.
28, APRIL 2025,
SEATON SANDS,
HARTLEPOOL.
Beach Buoy.
NORTH GARE. 26, JUNE 2025.
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Beach Buoy, Borrowed Dog and Another Dog headed to North Gare Car Park.
It was bright and breezy.
The Gentleman who sleeps rough was sitting on the bench that overlooks the Blue Lagoon.
He was drying his camo sheet in the breeze.
They had an excellent chat.
Skylarks sang.
On the beach below a digger dug for bait.
BEACH BUOY.
SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL. 26, JUNE 2025.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the beach car park at 6-30 a.m.
It was raining.
Scruffy's man and the lady with a greyhound were walking the Esplanade.
Beach Buoy stopped to chat.
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.
They headed to the sea.
The 7 a.m. club were heading back to the south.
They stopped to chat as Gulls rafted in the bay.
Team One Black Ear headed back north.
They stopped to chat too as Little Terns dropped silently into the sea.
"Morning Mate."
Beach Buoy added the stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
It was 7 a.m.
They had a sit and think.
The rain had stopped.
The Silver Sun broke through.
Beach Buoy sat watching what he believes to be a Minke Whale .
It surfaced three times.
A long curving back came and went slowly.
Too large and slow to be a dolphin or a seal.
"See you mate."
They returned to the beach.
They were joined by half of Team Muzzled Dog.
They walked and talked their way all of the way back to the car park.
Wednesday, 25 June 2025
25, JUNE 2025. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.
An evening visit.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the beach at 7-05.
Two men walked backwards along The Esplanade.
A Mother shouts to a child as they leave the beach via the access ramp.
"Get yer shoes out yer mouth!"
It was mild and overcast.
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.
A lady with a Border Collie walked along the water's edge.
They headed to Stubborn Stack.
"Evening Mate."
Beach Buoy added five stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
It was 7-32.
Another excellent Brakesy appeared.
It was taken by Beach Buoy for safe keeping.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed back to the north.
Evening dippers.
BEACH BUOY.
25, JUNE 2025. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.
Beach Buoy went to the beach alone.
On The Esplanade he said hello to Scruffy's mam, the lady with the greyhound and the lady who once fell off her bike.
Beach Buoy stopped to chat to the 7 a.m. club.
It was a one dog day.
Beach Buoy was having a no dog day.
The Beachcombing Border Couple were heading north along the water's edge.
A metal detectorist was going north too.
He walked the strand-line.
The Little Terns chattered.
Team One Black Ear were up ahead.
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.
Gulls rafted in the Bay.
Beach Buoy chatted to Team One Black Ear on their return journey.
The man who once had four dogs overtook with three.
"Morning."
"Morning."
Being without a dog, Beach Buoy was able to pat two of the three dogs.
All three were a bit standoffish.
Not easily impressed.
Beach Buoy made his way to Stubborn Dog Stack.
It was 6-55 a.m.
He added the five suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
He had a sit and think.
His eyes were red and sore thanks to hayfever.
Maybe sitting with the dune grass was not such a good idea.
"See you mate."
He returned to the beach.
A slow wander back.
A fishing boat work the bay.
Beach Buoy kicked a beach-found football back to others.
Rita the meter maid did her rounds in the car park.
Checking each machine for returned coins.
A man in an Audi shared his blue tooth conversation with the people in the car park.
All heard except the person who walked the car park perimeter wearing headphones.
BEACH BUOY.
SEATON SNOOKS TEA ROOM OUT AND ABOUT CARD.
CONGRATULATING THE 7a.m. CLUB ON RADIO INTERVIEW.
2, MAY 2025,
SEATON SANDS,
HARTLEPOOL.
Beach Buoy.
Tuesday, 24 June 2025
24, JUNE 2025. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.
Tuesday evening.
It was too light to sit and sleep with a hugging Teddy Bear.
Save that for winter.
They headed for the beach.
One of them was more keen than the other.
They reached the beach at 6-17.
A kid's sports team did sporty stuff at the bottom of the beach access ramp.
Spots of rain fell.
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.
There was a warm wind from the west.
The tide was way out.
A man walked south along the water's edge.
Spots of rain became full-blown wind-assisted rain.
The man tip-toed into the rain as though his walking style would help keep him dry.
The back of Beach Buoy's legs and coat were soaked.
By the time they reached the low level route the Sun was shining over the Village.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog dripped with rainwater.
"Evening Mate."
It was 6-43.
Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
A Wet Another Dog looked at Beach Buoy as if to say.
"Maybe a sleep in a chair with a hug off a Teddy wasn't such a bad idea after all?"
The Sun lit up the whiteness of the Wind Turbines against a still dark sky.
Splashes of a rainbow sailed out to sea.
"See you mate."
They returned to the beach below.
A lady in a white coat with a white dog sat on driftwood
near the end of the low level route.
They headed back.
Beach Buoy donated a beach-found ball to a couple with a Doddle Dog.
All were pleased, the Doodle Dog most of all.
BEACH BUOY.
24, JUNE 2025. SEATON SANDS, HARTLEPOOL.
Beach Buoy and Another Dog reached the beach at 6-26 a.m.
Scruffy's mam and the lady who walks the greyhpond were walking along The Esplanade.
"Morning Paul."
"Morning."
Beach Buoy and Another Dog headed to the sea.
Two Red Ships traded places.
River to sea.
Sea to river.
Beach Buoy collected five suitable stones.
The ride was a canny way out.
A few of the wreck's timbers were on show.
They headed south.
A light breeze blew from the south west.
The Beachcombing Border Collie Couple headed south.
Soon, they were dots in the distance.
The 7 a.m. club and Team one Black Ear were heading north individually.
Beach Buoy stopped to chat to both.
Sand Martins and Beach Buoy travelled the low level route.
"Morning Mate."
It was 7 a.m.
Beach Buoy added the five suitable stones.
He patted
THE
stone.
He had a sit and think.
Dolphins.
❤️
The Pod travelled towards the river mouth.
Beach Buoy felt as lucky as he was.
Ream Muzzled Dog and Mr.Gunn/Lunn walked the beach below.
Beach Buoy gave distant waves.
"Dolphins!"
He pointed.
Sand Martin up at Stubborn Dog Stack.
"See you mate."
Back to the beach below.
The swirls down on the beach and up in the sky gave a tunnel-like appearance.
It was.
A time tunnel.
From old age to childhood and back again.
The man who once had four dogs went by with three.
They chatted.
He would keep an eye out for the Dolphins.
BEACH BUOY.
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