rebel yell

I love how surfers run into the water, like they just can't wait to plunge into the freezing cold surf. When I used to live by the beach on Fulton or Taraval or Balboa, I would often see surfers running down the sidewalk in their wetsuits.

found

plovers

I have always loved plovers, the way they run on the beach on their little toothpick legs. Last weekend when we were camping, a woman pointed out to us the way plovers chill in people's footprints on the beach and sometimes try to nest like that. It's not a very stable situation, which is why the plovers are sadly endangered.

solitaire

It was so windy at the beach on Saturday that Juan could play frisbee with himself.

ah, ze french

The beach in Biarritz, France.

fire it up

The night before my friend's wedding, we did a bonfire on the beach in Carmel. I got one made-up word for you: S'MORES.

more french beaches

I loved this town, St. Jean de Luz, in Basque France. The architecture was somewhat colonial, and the beach was beautiful and tranquil.

San Sebastián

I spent a few days in San Sebastián to shoot and write a city guide for a fashion magazine.

I just wanted to spent the whole time on the beach.

crabby

These crabs in Langkawi, Malaysia are about the size of a quarter. They burrow out little holes in the sand, unearthing perfect sand-balls in the process.