So... on Monday I set up down the coast, on a promontory looking North. A calm morning, warmish for March, perfect for painting. I chose to sit with the sun at my back, placed everything on the ground near me, and painted using a half sheet of 300lb paper. As the day progressed, the clouds moved in, precursor to a front heading my way. The wind picked up. I placed rocks on my board while drying between layers, so things wouldn't blow away. I took breaks, stared at the vertical drop near me -- 50 feet down into dark water. Also, noticed grey whales spouted fairly near shore. I have to remember my binoculars. Good whale watching until the white caps obscured things a bit. A long way out, huge splashes-- humpbacks maybe? Too far out to tell. I was getting colder and I was losing the sun so I headed back to the car.