The beaches were empty of screaming children, chattering tourists and basically anything that moved or made noise. There was Ava, and there was the ocean. It was peaceful, quiet. The salty air nearly washed out the reek of rotting corpses.
The ocean views from Pacific Coast Highway were not always pristine. In Huntington Beach, oil wells lined the highway for miles. Courtesy of the Los Angeles Times Photographic Archive, Young Research Library, UCLA. Used under a Creative Commons license.