3076 miles from my deck to Pismo Beach pier!!
A mere hop, skip, and a jump.
Pismo was one of our hang outs in high school and for about 10 years after. You could drive on the beach and have huge bonfires. We'd take my truck and point it at the ocean and then stick it in reverse and drive as far back toward the dunes as possible. Wherever I got stuck was where we'd circle up the other vehicles (most of them 4x4s) and set up camp. Some great times had on that beach. And Pismo clams were legendary.