Step 1: Choose your beach.
I was roughly 200 meters offshore, stark naked in the moonlight, when I realized we’d made a mistake.
The water had stayed a constant 1.5 feet deep the entire walk out, just enough to put a high-kneed stutter in my step, and in the darkness I was terrified of tripping on the jagged rock and coral. Being naked in the ocean has an irritating side effect of making you very aware of all the sharp edges in your proximity and all the ways they might find their way to your groin. I gritted my teeth and trudged along, stepping with pained confidence on the rocks that ripped apart my feet. Better than the alternative. And I wasn’t going to be the first person to give up.