The Rushing Foam
It is cold outside so I thought I would share a nice beach picture to warm up the mood. However, do not be fooled - this was taken in 30 mile an hour winds in the frigid San Gregorio Beach. It was one of those times where your body temperature drops so quickly that your body goes from cold to numb and you experience complete lack of corporal identity. You know you have a body but the only way you can really tell is because you can still get around from place to place with the jerky movements of a frozen ant.
The wind was blowing so fast that it pushed the sea foam up the shore in a mad rush. I stood there for about half an hour (my body was numb anyway so I might as well) and let the foam smash into me, leaving interesting patterns on my clothing. It felt a bit like the apocalypse was coming and the deafening sound of the wind helped to create a feeling of utter isolation. It was a really fun experience, but then again, I am into that crazy stuff.