Tuesday, September 05, 2006
I've spent a good bit of time on the Jersey shore, and never have I seen surfing conditions as perfect as they were this Sunday. More pics here.
I went the next day when the waves were just as beautiful but a little more merciful. I forgot how much it helps to be in shape.
While wave-waiting I considered these semi-sentimental but nevertheless insightful reflections by Peter Kreeft who provides a Christian variant to the karmic-pantheism of surf-culture: The sea as icon of God.
UPDATE: For better pics, an article on the storm, and even the suggestion that "Ernesto" afforded fleeting reconciliation between bennies (a.k.a. shoobies) and locals - read this.