L.A. built up the city to stave off an El Niño that was supposed to be a bruiser, but may never come. That kind of thinking just might save the City of Angels.
It's early February, and two construction workers are perched over Malibu's Las Tunas State Beach in a cherry picker, spraying wet concrete on the embankment above the crashing waves of the Pacific Ocean. Their target is an outcropping of the Santa Monica Mountains, and sandwiched between the rocks and the ocean is Malibu's main drag: California State Route 1, the Pacific Coast Highway, a dazzling roadway that runs the length of the state. The gorgeous, jagged terrain make this a treacherous carriage.