"I'm about 25 minutes away from this region in New Jersey, and the conditions here were straight offshore, so I was shooting from 10 in the morning until 7 at night," says photographer Ben Currie. "But the winds started to go sideshore after a while, so I kept traveling north and pulled over from time to time to check out the best breaks of the day." Here, the burial grounds of a wiped-out pier give life to a dreamy right.


The storm clouds would block and reveal the sun in rhythm with the afternoon's sets, wreaking havoc with the lighting. The perfect A-frames didn't mind.


Around 10 in the morning, drizzling rain led to ten minutes of full-on sleet before the sun rose over the horizon again. Unidentified, in an enviable moment of clarity.


The shoulder crowd window-shops a coldwater jewel.

Between the jacks

A pizza sandwich would actually be pretty good after mixing it up
with beachbreak tubes all morning.

Storm clouds

The lucky ones out in the lineup probably had too much fun to notice the encroaching storm blotch the afternoon clouds.

Playing hooky

Extreme low tides, perfect lefts, and playing hooky. Unidentified, trading books, or maybe a spreadsheet, for booties and a hood.


No matter where you surfed, you scored. A-Frames as far as the eye could see.

Golden hour

Golden hour in The Garden State.

Brian Robinson

"Brian Robinson got some of the best-shaped barrels of the afternoon," says Currie. "In my mind, he's one of the better tube riders in all of New Jersey."
Robinson, secure in a second home.


Robinson, a well-punched ticket on a sea-level subway.

Balaram Stack

Balaram Stack won't think twice about flying straight from Indo to New Jersey to catch a precious East Coast swell.

Sam Hammer

"Sam Hammer was on fire this day. Every time I looked up, he would stroke into a barrel and make it," says Currie. Hammer, making it.

Purple clouds

An impressionist backdrop gave way to purple clouds after the day's storms.

Willie Gold

Montauk native Willie Gold drove four hours just to hide in the dark of Jersey drainers like this. "More and more people from New York are making their way into our lineups, and vice versa," says Currie. "Thankfully, we're really respectful and understanding of one another. You won't find much of that aggressive localism you see at popular breaks." Gold, and a warm welcome in all but temperature.


"This had to have been the most perfect wave of the whole afternoon," says Currie. "Perfectly pitching, thin-sliced -- I don't even know how to describe it. These two guys sat on the shoulder and completely missed it. On days like these, I wish I had my surfboard under my arm instead of a water housing."