Unless you have actually had the experience, you probably don t associate the East Coast with surf-able waves, except maybe in Florida. I didn t either. Even after my boyfriend, who is from New Jersey, showed me photos of seemingly perfect tubes that he swore were taken in his hometown, I refused to believe that it happened very often. This August, I found out for myself.
Every year there is a WQS contest in Virginia Beach.
Since my boyfriend, John, has been looking for an excuse to make a trip home and introduce me to his friends, we decided to go to the East Coast for several weeks. We would stay at his sister s beach house on the Jersey Shore and drive down to the contest, maybe stopping somewhere else to surf along the way. I was excited to be going on a surf trip that didn t require a passport, a painfully long plane ride, or speaking another language. John was excited to prove to me that the East Coast has legitimate surf. John s sister, Jill, picked us up at Newark International Airport around 3am on a Saturday morning.