OK, so I keep remembering other adventures.
If you read my first adventure "01. First Experience", you know that my parents had a summer place in a seashore resort area in the northeast. As they got older and I got older, I made it a point to try to visit them every so often.
My family weekends were mostly tied up with going to our lake house, but a couple of times a year I would bring my whole tribe to see my parents at the seashore.
Mostly though, I made solo visits during the week. I would leave work and make the hour and a half trip to see them. This was always during the warmer weather because they went south for the winter. I did this every month or so.
I began to realize that during the spring and fall the beaches were not crowded. So, I could kill two birds with one stone - visit with them for a short time and do a little beach time.
I wasn't t able to do this every time I went, but a few times I was able to leave my parents in time to drive to my favorite nearby beach before it got really dark, go onto the beach from the far end of the parking lot, strip naked and romp in the surf for 10 or 15 minutes until I lost most of the daylight. In the Spring the water was a bit chilly, but in the Fall it was still warm.
Sadly, my parents passed away and I no longer had reason to visit the area.
About 15 later, I had retired, but my wife was still working. I was recalling these adventures in late May and decided to do a day trip to the old seashore area. I arrived at this beach at about 1:00 PM so that any people who went there for lunch would be gone leaving only a few people for the afternoon. However, I was surprised at how many people were there.