A little bit of cool marine air rolled in as the sun set, adding to the golden haze. I guess as well as the sea haze, there's usually bonfire smoke and very fine silty sand in the air too, making our evenings the colour of a nicotine stained ceiling in a very old pub. If you are wondering what the lovely reflective snakey thing they are sitting on is, I can tell you it's pipes to do with dredging the harbor entrance all winter and piping the silt back onto the beach. This view is right across the harbor to Seabright beach on the other side, where the sand is much higher. The boardwalk (fun-fair) and downtown Santa Cruz are beyond that.