Autumn is my favorite time of year in Byron. The crowds have eased, the water is warm and the days still linger of summer.
Magic in Byron Bay.
Jia Nomchong taking off in the golden hour. Main Beach, Byron Bay. Photo: Ming Nomchong.
Jeremy White, the man who walks and dances on water. The Pass, Byron Bay. Photo: Ming Nomchong.
Wispy (Christian Baker) and Jia Nomchong. These two are surf lovers. Main Beach, Byron Bay. Photo: Ming Nomchong.
Hana Tomasevic and Sarah Pegg, Gold Coast locals, waiting it out in the warm autumn sea at Tallows, Byron Bay. Photo: Ming Nomchong.
Unknown surfer, sunset sessions. The Pass, Byron Bay. Photo: Ming Nomchong.
Jeremy White, the man who walks and dances on water. The Pass, Byron Bay. Photo: Ming Nomchong.
Maddie Gross, split screen. Two worlds, one longboard. The Pass, Byron Bay. Photo: Ming Nomchong.
Maddie Gross. It's me and the sea. The Pass, Byron Bay. Photo: Ming Nomchong.
Leanna Rack, the take off. The Pass, Byron Bay. Photo: Ming Nomchong.
Kath Moore, autumn days. Waiting for the next wave at Wategos, Byron Bay. Photo: Ming Nomchong.
Kath Moore, Byrons own yoga teacher, raw food chef and lover of the sea, paddling out at Wategos, Byron Bay. Photo: Ming Nomchong.
Unknown surfer, dusk speed blur and finless slide at Wategos, Byron Bay. Photo: Ming Nomchong.
Jeremy White, the man who walks and dances on water. The Pass, Byron Bay. Photo: Ming Nomchong.
Christian Baker aka Wispy, Byron's resident ripper, sliding on white water. The Pass, Byron Bay. Photo: Ming Nomchong.
Tallows Beach, Byron Bay. Leanna and Kath sussing the swell. Photo: Ming Nomchong.
Ming Nomchong, in front of the lens for a change.
Autumn is my favorite time of year in Byron. The crowds have eased, the water is warm and the days still linger of summer.
Days are still spent swimming, surfing, exploring and chilling, but without the hectic-ness of the summer months. It’s when Byron’s locals really get to enjoy living in one of the most beautiful places in Australia.
As afternoons pass by, pink and gold grace the skies, the water is glassy and rolling, there’s salt in your hair and sun on your skin. It makes you feel like summer has come back for one last party wave. As the seasons change and the winds die down and the swells picks up, there’s no better place to be than down by the sea.