A New Smyrna Beach crew with a zest for adventure, a whole lot of fun, and nothing but hometown respect. From the Bethune Beach sand to the Mosquito Lagoon flats. This is salt life done right.
Born on Bethune Beach. Raised on salt water, sand roads, and good times. We chase waves, tail fish, ride hard, and hold our little slice of Florida paradise close.
If it rides, floats, flies, or catches, we're in. Surf at dawn, lagoon at noon, bonfire at night.
No egos, just the crew, the homies, and whoever wants to come have a good time in the sun.
New Smyrna raised us. We rep Bethune Beach everywhere we go, keep it clean, and keep it real.
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"Don't mistake a Bandit for a Bad Boy…"
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Straight off @bethune_bandits. Waves, sends, and salt. Hit play on any of 'em.
He is no Bandit. He is older than all of them. An ancient Viking, shipwrecked on this coast a thousand years ago and never quite allowed to leave. A Glorious Red Man of near seven feet of sunburnt legend, braided beard salted by the Atlantic, forever roaming the dunes of Bethune. They call him the Ginger King. On a glassy dawn, when the wind sits right, you can still hear his guitar coming up out of the waves.
The old story swears he romanced the native Timucua, feasted on oysters by the fire, and seeded a good share of Florida's own bloodline. Half the coast may be his kin and never know it.
Size-sixteen footprints in the wet sand at Disappearing Island. A single braided red beard-hair on a surfboard. Oyster shells stacked too neat to be an accident. Nothing yet that holds up.
The moms of Bethune dream of him. Nobody says it out loud. Everybody knows. The Ginger King walks their sleep.
Every Bandit is on the hunt. GoPros rolling, drones up at dawn, cameras always ready. And every one of them believes the same thing: all of it will be revealed through Adventure. They haven't caught him yet. That's why they keep chasing the horizon.
Once a year the crew throws Beach Jam on the Bethune sand to honor the spirit and lore of the Ginger King. Live surf-punk, bonfires, and the whole coast out on the beach listening for his guitar in the waves.
The glory of Florida. Bethune Beach and the world-famous Mosquito Lagoon. Some of the best surf, sight-fishing, and wild water on the whole coast. This is the paradise we get to call home.
Bethune Beach fires on a south swell. Punchy peaks and empty sand.
Mosquito Lagoon: redfish, trout, and tailing schools on the gin-clear shallows.
Boats, kayaks, and skiffs. The whole lagoon is the Bandits' playground.
Ambient Florida scenery via Unsplash.
Mosquito Lagoon, the Bandits' fishing grounds in the Indian River Lagoon system.
The soundtrack to the salt life. Modern surf-punk the Bandits ride to. Hit play and jam.
Tees straight off the beach, first spotted at the Ambros Hotel pop-up rolling with the Movers. New colors and designs dropping all the time. DM the Bandits to cop yours.
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