Seaside, New Jersey

After a few croissants, a little too much espresso, and a surf check from our balcony (that just so happened to overlook this iconic surf spot), we rallied the troops and began our trek down the massive dune to the water’s edge. After posting up in-between two pristine peaks that offered long-groomed right handers to the south and steep, punchy A-frames to the north, we sounded the horn—Bum Rush France was on.