Driving back from her house we noticed the gigantic waves and stopped at the beach just north of Nesika where she found agates and I took pictures. I was surprised by the patterns made by the spent surf. But generally I failed to capture the spectacular wave action-twenty five footers breaking a quarter mile off-shore.
Later in the day, Locke and I went to Otter Point where he went onto the beach and I walked onto the point that is made up of black rocks, red clad, grey sand, brown dirt permeated with multi-color pebbles, topped with hardy greens.
Today was cool and sunny again but probably hit 50 degrees by 1:00 pm. I walked north along the beach, taking more pictures and finding a couple of small agates. I became infatuated with the character of the residual foamy residue after the waves displaced their immense energy.
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