A recent assignment landed me 10 miles from Huntington Beach. I had been to this surfing mecca before, but never in winter. It was interesting to be in a place during the polar opposite of its peak season — everyone wearing hoodies and jackets. The long-range forecasts I had checked from home predicted a small wave, but of course it was waist-to-chest high and perfect. I didn’t come prepared to get wet this time, but I was OK with that. Sometimes it’s fun to just walk around with a camera like a tourist. A local pointed me to a classic California taco joint, where I felt right at home. All in all, an excellent winter day.