Posted: No diving

I was keen on leaving the city to escape the craziness that my life had become. It wasn’t tourist season, so the beach seemed the perfect place for some much-needed relaxation.

First day there, I strolled out on the fishing pier. Massive concrete stanchions carried the boardwalk far enough out into the surf that you couldn’t see the bottom of the channel.

A few diehard fishermen had their lines dangling in the water, swearing at the seagulls trying to steal their bait.

They were still cussing when the splash I made going over the side scared away their fish.