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| They headed to the water's edge. They looked to the North..... |
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| ... then headed South. They did the dune thing. |
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| They headed to the water's edge. They looked to the North..... |
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| ... then headed South. They did the dune thing. |
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| The stack and the Sea Serpent marker. |
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| They shuffled back down to the water's edge. |
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| A slivery Sun brightened the view to the south. |
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| Part of beach clean... destined for the van dashboard and a possible respray? |
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| They headed out onto a blustery Newburn Bridge Beach and its seacoal-dusted sands. |
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| The Beach is a couple of miles north of Beach Buoy's usual haunt of Seaton Sands. |
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| BEACH BUOY. 🚐 |
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| Mid-afternoon and Storm Dennis arrived. Beach Buoy was over on Hartlepool's Headland. The van rocked from side to side in the wind. |
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| Lots of White Horses as Beach Buoy looked over towards Midleton. |
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| Across the Bay, Seaton Carew Beach looked like a bit of a sand storm? |
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| A Fishing Boat returned to Port. |
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| Safe. BEACH BUOY. |
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| They a saw a young seal. It seemed to be Ok? They gave it a wide berth and headed to the dunes. |
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| The tide was going to peak in under two hours. |
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| The Sea would come to the Seal. BEACH BUOY. 🚐 |
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| Wednesday 4-06 pm. Beach Buoy and Stubborn Dog headed for the beach. The sea was pulled across the bay like a drawn silk curtain. |
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| It was bright with a slight breeze. They headed south at the water's edge as their sunshine shadows frolicked in the shallows of the north sea. |
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| They had a wander and a wonder... |
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| BEACH BUOY. 🚐 |
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| It was 4pm. It was windy. It was bright. |
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| Beach Buoy and Stubborn Dog headed south. The tide was high, that westerly wind had a bit of a bite to it. |
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| Gusting drifting sand saw Beach Buoy pick up his little beach mate on quite a few occasions. |
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| It was a Monday afternoon; 3-35pm. Beach Buoy and Stubborn Dog headed down to a high tide. It was bright with a chilly strong breeze from the west. |