"I was happiest between the waves." -Gertrude Ederle
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Storm clouds fill the sky and meet the sea, sending raindrops diving to the water below.
The waves don't mind getting wet.
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Gusting wind rips at the waves, tearing off a spray of water and tossing it into the sky.
The waves are happy to play.
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Beach logs launch, pitching and rolling through the churning water.
The waves return them gently to the sand.
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My dog and I walk down the beach on this wild winter day.
The waves smile as we pass.
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My family and I go to Kalaloch a lot. Here are stories from our trips over the years:
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2018
2017
2015
2014
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