surf, Tennessee Cove

It was a gray Sunday morning in March 1853 when the fog lifted just enough to show Captain Mellus of the SS Tennessee that he’d missed the Golden Gate and was about to collide with an unknown shore.   Rather than crash against the rocks, the captain steamed his vessel right up onto the beach at what is now Tennessee Cove.   All 550 passengers (about 100 of whom were women and children) climbed safely off the ship onto dry land.   There was even time to salvage fourteen chests of gold before heavy surf broke the Tennessee’s oak hull to pieces at the southern end of the cove.
I like the top shot, but please tell me which version you prefer...
p.s...   I've just finsihed updating my photos over at Flickr