There was absolutely no beach! There wasn't even any sand!
Usually, 40 or 50 feet of sandy beach separate my friend's house from the waves. But due to a couple of hurricanes in the Pacific, it was stripped away. The ocean washed right up to the decks of the houses:
Actually, the waves whooshed right under the decking. It was a strange sight, and it sounded even stranger. The rocks and pebbles (usually buried under mounds of sand) roared as each receding wave tumbled them about:
It was almost hard to hear each other on the deck, the noise from the swirling rocks and pebbles was so loud.
But what a beautiful place to spend an afternoon talking about books! This was the (sand-less) view to the north:
And this was the (equally sand-less) view to the south:
While we were on the deck, we saw seals, surfers, pelicans, and dolphins.
But the scene-stealer was the weirdly beautiful beach, stripped of its sand...
...and the waves that came pounding in:
I've never seen anything like it.