Thou wert not sent for hours.
Music from cafes and fare rides come to a halt as their customers quickly disappear and the happy sounds of laughter echo around the empty beach. Soon, it will be the winds turn to turn. The sea has settled during the night and is now running 4 to 6 feet.
Waves rage upon the sand, sending sand back and forth as they go. Every sense is maxed out, every muscle already working beyond normal capacity and still there is no end in sight.
For example, if a thunderstorm figures prominently in your story, the thunder could "rumble" or "boom," rain could "patter" against the windows" and wind could "rush" across a field. Background by. Yachts were out there, some were damaged but none were lost and no one was killed.
This isn't always the case but it is often the case.
The wind slammed the rain into their faces like tiny stones and pushed their hoods back. The sun peeks through the last remaining cloud and lights up the shoreline, to reveal the dazzling sight again.