“It didn’t take long because in high school I returned with a couple of buddies for a fun-filled weekend. We piled into my ’34 pickup, threw camping gear and my Matchless into the bed, and headed south, camping on the beach just 10 miles south of the sand dunes on which we’d shoot scenes from [On Any Sunday] a dozen years later. We did a lot of flat tracking on the beach when the tide was out, too, just as we did in the movie—though those OAS scenes were shot at Camp Pendleton, just north of San Diego. We took turns on our makeshift oval, sliding around all crossed up, a lot of the time with our feet on the pegs and really feeling it. It was an amazing weekend, and I was now totally in love with the place—the sights, sounds, experiences, and, most of all, the freedom.