The love of the ocean has been passed down in different forms from generation to generation. Whether it be from father to son or by our peers. I can distinctly remember at a young age jumping in the car with my dad much before the sun had peaked its way up over the horizon, and watching him enjoy his coffee during those few minutes before the car heater would actually turn on. I would drink my hot chocolate reluctantly knowing my fathers cup contained something much more than just a hot drink, it was religious, comforting, and something I was not allowed to have, which made me want it that much more. When that day happened many years later, that moment where I too was drinking coffee next to my dad in those freezing early morning hours on our way to another beautiful beach in Southern California, everything made sense!
Words by Ryan Ameche
PHOTOS BY: Kylemacvisuals