Do you hear me? I’m talking to you. Across the water, across the deep blue ocean
— Jason Mraz

Wow, what a cool beach!  It was the first time I have ever waited in a line of cars to get into a beach.  For every car that came out, one car waiting in line was let in.  So we sat and we waited, behind a white hearse, which seemed odd.  We discussed the possibilities of what brought them there.  Were the drivers there on a mission to spread someone's ashes? or maybe just to catch a few gnarly waves between funerals ... I dunno, guess we'll never know!  

Once we got in we saw why the line existed in the first place.  There were waves breaking as far as you could see and surfers, who looked like tiny little figures bobbing in the ocean next to their long boards. Then, we heard it.  The rocks were rollin'.  I've never heard anything like it.  With each wave that rolled in the rocks came rolling toward the shoreline and then they rolled right back down into the ocean making this loud, rock rolling, swishing, knocking noise. It was SO cool!  Need to get a video clip next time. 

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