Please view larger, but don’t drown.
Or perhaps Surfeit… great, brave breakers along the Atlantic shore, ten to fifteen feet in height, crashing in a steady roll for half a mile or more. Followed very closely by the next group. The upshot was often an enormous crash onto & over the big rocks outside my window. Mesmerizing, unforgettable, hoped for every time I head east. This many-day event was the result of an enormous, cyclonic ‘ocean storm’ (not a Northeaster) that was parked about 400 miles offshore. For three days, I saw nary a boat… the Gloucester fishing fleet was in port, & the lobstermen who normally check their traps within spitting distance of my balcony did not venture forth until my fourth day there. This was not the worst (or best, depending on your point of view) I have seen in my 47 years of visiting Cape Ann, but the duration was unusual. And the sound! Not possible to converse at normal levels….
From my balcony at Atlantis Oceanfront Inn, Atlantic Road, Bass Rocks, Gloucester, MA.