This past weekend was a mixed bag weather-wise, especially Saturday which brought showers and a mini-windstorm. The wind kicked up a few waves along this rugged stretch of shoreline, and I had fun trying to capture the movement of the water, while waging a constant battle against the raindrops being blown onto my lens.
It was a challenge for me to find a pleasing composition in this location. The tide was low, exposing a messy jumble of rocks and boulders, so after a bit of a struggle I abandoned my preferred aesthetic of “clean and minimal” and embraced the chaos. Perhaps a little disorder better conveys the mood of a stormy west coast day, after all.