I miss that walk. But the last time I was near that very spot was 1989. My best friend who was always being a jackass in one way or another hopped down over the sea wall and grabbed a 6’ long piece of bull kelp while I was still talking away, not noticing he had bounced down there. All of a sudden I hear this whoosh and feel a blinding pain across the back of both of my legs. He thought it’d be funny to rile me up and use it as a whip on me. He’s likely still in under that row of trees lol.