On a whim, inspired by watching the Olympic surfing competitions, I drove out to Avon-by-the-Sea. I wanted to be by the water. Specifically, the ocean. I wanted to hear the waves and walk in the sand.
When I arrived, there was a haze that covered the shoreline. It was headed north. Or at least I assume it was. Within an hour it had disappeared and later I heard that there was a thunderstorm in New York City.
There were strong winds coming off of the Atlantic and a handful of surfers chose to ride the choppy waters. One of my favorite images of the day features a lone surfer wading out amidst a series of waves crashing around him. I photographed that with an M. Zuiko 70-150mm f/2.8 Pro lens at full zoom (150mm or a 300mm equivalent on 35mm/full frame cameras). I walked along the shore until past sundown when the last two surfers picked up their boards and rode away on their bikes.