Strange things can happen when the ocean goes flat for weeks of time, especially along the entire eastern seaboard. We tend to make rash decisions at the first sight of any little dribble on the radar.
After a dismal late winter there was finally a hint of relief in the form of 2-3' wind swell on the charts. Normally I wouldn't jump at the chance to drive 14 hours roundtrip to shoot these waves.
By the morning of March 25th, I was in the car with the new 9'6 Grain Cutwater, enroute to NYC to meet up with Mikey DeTemple and Alek Parker(who flew from Florida for this "swell"). After a quick rain soaked 2' session in Long Beach, we were on our way out East. Our first look at the Atlantic at dawn revealed nothing more than what we surfed the night previous. Mikey was now a bit nervous. Lucky for him the Bake Shoppe had just opened for the season. Coffee and egg sandwiches in hand and we were off, driving down the beach looking for some magical peak to show it's face.
By 7:30 AM we had found our home for the day. Parked safely above the high tide line we unloaded boards and cameras. Not another soul in sight. For the next 6 hours, Mikey and Alek traded off boards and waves under varying weather conditions. The swell peaked by mid morning, the wind blew offshore behind the passing front and all was well on a Tuesday in Montauk.