Yow ... it looks like the beach got sort of washed away. I've seen that happen in California several times.
We also have some insanely localized storms. I have actually had the Moons call me and ask how the "storm" was at my house, because they got pummeled for half an hour ... and I won't have seen a drop at my house. They are maybe a five minute walk away??
But then ... I guess every storm has to have an edge to it. Somewhere it begins and ends.
I do remember driving from El Paso, Texas to Van Horn, Texas ... maybe 120 miles with little or no change in altitude. About twenty miles outside of El Paso, the temperature very suddenly dropped 60 degrees (from 100 to 40), and the wind started howling, and the rain just pouring down.
I was driving my van, and thought I would just muscle it through to Fort Stockton, but I just plain gave up when a gust of wind hit the side of the van so hard that it pushed it up on two wheels. And, there I went, down the road, 55 miles an hour at a 45 degree angle ... just wondering what the hell I was supposed to do.
And, when the van came back down on all four tires .... I pulled off the road (at Van Horn) and got a room. Anything to get off the road. Of course, they doubled the room rates, and there was no electricity, so I spent most of the time in the van anyway with the generator going ... but at least I was standing still and reasonably level.
