I went kiteboarding not far from there this summer.

It was so desolate for miles of coastline. I started kiteboarding in the morning and got too far from my starting point, but, oh well. After the end of the day, at twilight, I walked the few-but-now-achingly-difficult miles back to the park entrance and had no one behind, in front, or around me for as far as I could see. Miles and miles of beautiful beach and towering dunes, great waves, stunning sunset and just me and my footprints.

And three bear paw prints by a small pool of water beneath a dune.