I could probably visit this place every day of my life, if it were just a bit more convenient - even to see it in the damp gray drizzle - and I can't attempt to count my trips here to date. Now I get to watch Zach take it in more or less for the first time, which is it's own sort of new thrill.

What does he think? A bit scared of the dark,loud ocean till he noticed that the surf was full of bubbles, which his Opa helps to point out.

The wave that snuck up from behind to attack his dad was also a highlight of our visit (no photo, but Josh spent the rest of the evening with damp cuffs).
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