There really is no better way to describe Kalaloch (pronounced "clay-lock") Beach than otherworldly.
It's one of the westernmost beaches on the Olympic Peninsula and there is this beautiful dramatic thing that happens when the sun is low in the sky and the tide is coming in. It almost feels like you're on a sandy beach stage, with the spotlight pointed directly at you.
It's peaceful and unsettling at the same time, if you can imagine it.
Each day spent walking along this beach felt magical and also very different, visually. One day was much more overcast. The other day had smaller patches of clouds floating across the sky. It was windy and the weather felt quite volatile both days (probably because we were there in September and not the peak of summer).
There were some brave folks, like ourselves, walking the beach, but not many. A boy was bodyboarding with dog in tow.
I still can't get over how untamed and wild this beach felt, compared to others I've experienced. Again, perhaps it was the time of day and time of year we were visiting, perhaps not.
Oh, and the sunsets did not disappoint.