Warning : people swimming and wading have drowned here

Sometimes in San Francisco summer decides to act properly, and it gets hot.
Last night, we went to baker beach to watch the sunset, the gigantic merciless waves, a gaggle of orange-clad Tibetan monks cut out against the blue sky, and the orange bridge in the backround.
An elderly and optimistic Chinese couple in long trousers were trying to avoid being splashed. I got drenched up to my waist with one single sweeping wave. GF wouldn't take her trainers off because she doesn't like having sand between her toes, but after much deliberation I've decided to not hold that against her.