My favorite little beach is not for the faint of heart or tender of foot:
The outer husks of millions of little sea-beasties make up the "sand" at this beach. It's great for an exfoliation treatment. Problem is, you need tough feet to survive the process. The visitors all sport some sort of footwear, only after sampling the brisk effects of our sand. There is a special ritual dance they perform that involves wild knee-bends and foot-lifts; but we locals enjoy the invigorating feel of thousands of sharp little shells under each square inch of tread.
The beach lost some sand, about 2 feet a the point of the inlet, but the city lost an expensive section of their municipal dock. Pepper had to threaten nearby birds:
Clouds and rain were piling up to the west of us so we came back home, happy to have been outside if only for an hour or so. More rain is on the way.