Sam and I both grew up on opposite coasts and have a deep-rooted love of the ocean. While I much prefer the bathwatery Atlantic for swimming as opposed to the frigid Pacific, the Atlantic is more of a cheap, made-in-China knockoff version of the Pacific as far as beauty goes. Cliffs, sea lions, waves and tidepools are much more striking than....well, sand and seashells. The beaches on the northern CA coast aren't much for swimming, but we had tons of fun exploring and relaxing one afternoon during our Spring break trip.
As you'd expect, Kenyon didn't miss this chance to remove his clothes. We had the beach to ourselves, and I figured the sea anenomes wouldn't be offended (or they could avert their eyes).