Nor'easter

Powerful wind from the east propelled me rapidly west down the beach - more flying than running - but then I realized that the return would be a struggle, so I turned round and started running east again, a battle against wind and rain which I soon gave up, retreating behind the dune line, and barely making it home, sodden and cold. But I did manage to shoot short clip of the waves:



and a shot of a brave rose: