Just moved house from Elvis Island to Easter Island Graceland, not far as the Zeppelin flies, but the new place is in the zone of perpetual surf sound. A lot, lot closer to the beach, so to speak; this is the view from the end of the street, and the end of the street is a hundred feet away. That's the headland above the abalone farm in the distance, the view is to the NW, where the storms come from. Below, view from the front yard:
