Unbroken waves buoy us up; foaming waves caress and jostle; breaking waves deliver a playful wet punch. I like to stand my ground and be pummelled, careful to exhale through my nostrils just as the tumbling water tries to force its way in. Sometimes I emerge blurry-eyed from the salt water to be body-slammed or throat-punched by a sneaky following wave. Susan gets dumped by a bigger-than-usual breaker and receives a noseful of salt water.