More sand (more like small rocks), more water, more salt spray, more sky - more nothing. I do have another shot where the trunk is less prominent and there are two brave souls having a short sit on the small bank between the waves and the sand but I couldn't get this kind of singular, total aloneness in the image when trying to force a wider angle to include them.
I suspect like most everything else on the Oregon shores, it came from Russia or Japan, perhaps even riding the Humboldt down from Alaska or Canada.