January 7, 2001
The parking lot was just over a sand dune, leading to a thin strip of seashore that ran along the coast quite a ways in both directions. Waves crashed gently on the shore as gulls circled above, looking for an easy handout. While I wasn't about to go for a swim in the cold water, I was quite happy strolling along the deserted beach, smelling the salt air and listening to the sounds of the roaring ocean and the whistling wind.
Perhaps I should note that this might not be much of a swimming beach, even in the warmer months. Everywhere you look there are signs warning about shark attacks off the coast. Apparently this area is home to the largest concentration of great white sharks in the world, and it is also where they breed. That might make you reconsider just how safe it truly is to go back into the water...
From journal California: Mill Valley