I made the short but slow hike up and across the massive dune at Cape Kiwanda on a quiet mid-week afternoon. There was practically no one but me and the soft crashing sound of the ocean waves, other than the occasional buzz of a drone flown by a man I could see on a distant cliff. I wish I could see that aerial footage, it would be amazing to see a bird’s eye view of the beautiful sandstone on this particular night. You could easily lulled into complacency in such a serene setting, but the ocean has no mercy. I was doubly cautious on this shoot, mindful of the seemingly dozens of stories of hikers and photographers who have died in these waters in recent years. And others have recently vandalized the nearby “duckbill” rock. I imagine that some day, I may no longer be allowed back here. But I’ll always remember the moment.