The color of the water in places was the most beautiful shade of blue-green… and the shore birds were swarming in huge numbers out in the surf in some places. I don’t see it like this very often. Above, the lighthouse sits next to the Coquille River as it empties out to sea.I tried to shoot some crashing waves down by the jetty, but ended up getting sprayed in the process. I beat a hasty retreat up to the cliffs but the wind gusts up there were strong enough to nearly knock me over. I watched a gull trying to fly into the wind, but being pushed backwards. [Note the guy up on the top of the pointy rock near the bottom right corner for perspective – he has to be at least a bit nuts.]I don’t ever remember seeing the water all frothy white like this….
I have seen the sea when it is stormy and wild; when it is quiet and serene; when it is dark and moody. And in all its moods, I see myself
― Martin Buxbaum