WESTPORT -- A strong southwest wind is howling along the beach at Westhaven State Park, pestering a sparse collection of beachcombers with blasts of sand and spray. The beach is a seemingly endless, arrow-straight strip of beige that separates the green of the shore pines from the gray of the Pacific.
The sea is a gnashing, pitching mass of lead-colored surf. Endless sets of outsized waves break far offshore, adding bass-heavy thunderclaps that harmonize with the shrieking wind. You must shout to be heard.
June 30, 2005