Day At The Beach
We had carefully walked down the very narrow path from the high bluff to the beach below. The waves were crashing in and the winds were high as they always are on this stretch of the PCH. She made me promise to take her to a nude beach and after many conversations and searching we finally agreed to go today. The sun was bright and very warm and the beach was empty except for some really big boulders and what appeared to be mini-forts out of white washed wood propped up by some rocks. We found a...