Non veni pacem mittere, sed gladium.
Back in the early '60s at Sunset Beach in Hawaii, I nearly lost my eldest daughter to a rogue wave. The wave had hooked up the beach and rolled my little girl over and over into the surf. Pregnant with my second child, I threw myself full length and only just caught my babies foot. Holding on like grim death I got both of us out of the surf. I forced myself not to freak out so she wouldn't be afraid of the water in the future,but I will never forget how frighteningly quick it was.
That's a scary story.
The North end of Bastendorf beach and the South jetty.I grew up in that area and still miss it.BTW, I partied hard almost in that exact spot when I was in High School.We used to throw keggers there.
West and South coasts of Ireland rouge waves claim numerous people every year. Usually tourists from other countries. I use to hang out at "The Hook" in county Wexford watching for them. I had sense enough to remain on the high ground, but lots of folks tempted fate.
The Ocean is a harsh mistress.