hunting for semi precious rocks and stones (rockhounding) with our parents when my Dad's watch timer went off. He told us to RUN! We ran as fast as we could back to the rocky beach to scramble up the steep stairs to high ground. The water was chasing us faster than we could escape it, but we kept our heads above water at least. That water rushed in to completely obliterate the entire beach and rose up at least 50 feet in short order!

We were so sad that we had to leave behind so much of our day's work knowing it would go back out with the low tide again, way too far to get it again.