Sometimes, squaring off against the elements for the shot can be worth the wait.

I sat on Exmouth beach as a storm front rolled in over the English Channel.  The orange afternoon hues were soon extinguished by the choking, omnipresent clouds.  Day was transformed to night as the wind suddenly picked up.  Moments later, the heavens opened and I realised how exposed I was, sat alone on the stretch of sand.

A perfect afternoon as I recall.