“We've got perfect right-handers breaking in about six inches of water over sand that looks like coal,” comes the crumbly voice of surf guide Albert Taylor – he’s the man responsible for bringing hearty discovery to the Tip 2 Tip odyssey.
“And?” The boys want details.
“We're frothing," Albert says, then the signal goes static.
What ensues is the usual chaos that accompanies newfound surf, plus a little extra intensity on the part of scrambling photographer Nate Lawrence and filmers Bali Strickland and Chris Shepherd. It’s a production, and Mother Nature could care less. Which is the beauty of this whole thing: plans are useless, direction infinite, expectation not invited.