Returned To Itself.

The air was clear, the sky vast and cloudless. In the distance were the shadowy hills and gullies of the islands Santa Rosa and Santa Cruz; even Anacapa looked warmly near and familiar. In time, rain would fall there and here, and the beach sand would darken—the tourists were gone—but today, under the auspices of seagulls and hawks, autumn had arrived. This was a polyglot pointbreak returned to itself, to the locals and the afternoon low tides, the clean swells and sunburned eyes, squinting into the glare of a setting sun. Video framegrabs of Trevor Gordon on his 6'7" ThrougHull by Lovelace.

Gulls In The Afternoon.

Seasick Part 2 - The Asymmetrical Ryan Burch.