Surf’s High and the Living’s Easy

Above: The camaraderie of surfing, a brothership founded on the understanding that “surfing is as a surfer does.” There are no rules in surfing and the ocean will never turn on you in a jealous fit. A group of friends, none of which will ever look at the ocean without riding a daydream’s breaking waves to the beach.

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James Theobald of Bellmore beats the late June heat in the still cool temperatures of the ocean. A perfect time to learn to surf in New York as the summer often brings weeks of near-flat novice conditions.

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Reflections of a surfer warmed by the summer sea and warm damp August air. Blake Ferraro of Islip.

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Wave seen through a wave. Long Island’s surf brewery pouring out quite a few pints of it’s finest lager. Point Lookout.

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The cruisers and their boards lined up at Mollusk Surf shop in Brooklyn. Chlorine and blow up tubes never live up to the connection between you and the environment.

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Basking in the rays of a mid-summer afternoon, rising and falling on each pulse the Atlantic sends towards shore, the feeling of being alive flows through one’s veins.

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Pre-dawn surf check in Montauk. The quiet hum of nature, the wind tickling the dune grass the rainbow light show before the sun turns white the sky.

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Looking back towards shore Java Bailey of South Hampton cracks the wave’s lip with a fiberglass sword, center focus in the magnificent detail of a sun drenched sky and illuminated wave.