While in Seattle with Ryan, visiting my dear friend Matt, we rented a Ford Fusion and went to Portland & Cannon Beach in Oregon. A ways outside of Portland, we picked up a massive amount of dark-room equipment from atop a mountain home, which remained in the trunk & full of chemicals (we later found out). I drove twelve~ hours in two days up and down mountains and in between giant trees.
With Matt sleeping in the back, Ryan and I managed to find our way to Cannon Beach, and wonderfully enough, the exact spot we wanted to photograph. We walked along the beach & taking long exposures (I held my shutter down with my index finger for sixteen minutes, in addition to having done several five to ten minute exposures). After becoming sufficiently cold/exhausted, the three of us climbed into our beloved Fusion to sleep. When I say sleep, I mean rest for fifteen minute intervals, whilst being unable to feel my toes because our dumb asses did not bring blankets. At some point Matt attempted to exit the vehicle, and the alarm went off, potentially blowing our we-are-parked-in-a-condo/hotel-parking-lot-please-do-not-notice-us facade. The Fusion has a pleasant feature un-allowing its inhabitants to exit.
After maybe a couple of hours of choppy sleep, Ryan and I stood on the beach and waited for the sunrise, thusly producing this photograph. One of the most wonderful sights I had ever witnessed. You can see his image here. The tiny person in his photograph is me taking this one :))