After I finished my own communing with the sea, I continued walking further along the cliffs of La Jolla. A van parked on the roadside where a group of friends got out in a hurry, unloading their duffel bags and their surf boards. They ran into the shore, dropped their bags and onto the Pacific waves. I sat on a bench under a tiny shed and took these shots. I had fun as a silent bystander, as they chased waves that brought them to a cloud nine feeling.