Bryce Young rolls up a little green in New Zealand

Now, here’s Bryce Young. The son of surfing’s first Nat Young (the champ), and a gent who gravitates towards what you might call hipness but he calls, uh, living life. “By their own definition they could’ve called Dad and his friends the same thing,” says Bryce of those who sip Haterade™. “So you can look at it as a compliment. It’s just a word that’s been thrown around. What does it even mean?” What a fine question. But more pertinently, here Bryce rolls into the most dreamy green wedge in New Zealand, a country he and Vissla pal Derek Disney spent a week hanging out in during May, accompanied by one of the country’s best surf lensmen (and best-named), Rambo Estrada. “Like most tourists they spent the majority of their trip in Raglan but for their last few days I took them over to the East Coast and searched out a few lesser known spots,” says Rambo. “This day I got the fellas up pretty early and we hiked into an isolated beach. When we got there it looked small and terrible, but Derek didn’t seem to care as it was a nice walk and one of the most beautiful beaches you’ll ever visit. Bryce was visually rattled. But within half an hour of incoming tide things improved dramatically and the guys ended up having a super fun session of wedgy peaks to themselves.”