Wild Boys Of Summer

There was only so many moments left before the dreaded start of the school year and these were the last moments of summer.

The last few days of summer are pretty special, not the actual season giving way to fall but the days leading up to the start of a new school year. Being 8 years removed from any kind of schooling, the end of summer feeling hasn’t resonated with me in some time until about a week ago. While driving with a friend down HWY 50 on the eastern outskirts of Orlando, I saw a group of three kids riding their bikes. Tight formation, one with no hands on his handlebars, all talking aloud and peddling furiously. As we drove past I began to wonder where these boys were headed. I needed to know for some reason, so I pulled a U-turn as I so often do and went down the street I had seen the boys turn onto. There was no sign of the boys on their bikes until we passed another cross street and saw them getting off their bikes at a small bridge/overpass. A small creek lay next to the bridge and the boys excitedly were taking off their shoes and socks and getting ready to take a dip. I approached them with camera in hand, asking if they were gonna jump out of the tree bordering the brown tinted watering hole.

The wise cracking natural group leader looked at me with a raised eyebrow and said they would but told me they usually charge strangers to take pictures. The street savvy country boy then laughed and said he was just kidding and told me to get my camera ready as he began to ascend the tree. What ensued was pure unfiltered summer fun. “Hey camera man! Get this!” they would yell as they jumped out of the tree, swam through an old busted shopping cart underwater, or jumped their bikes on the road off homemade ramps. Over the course of about a half hour I photographed as the boys went wild, hooting and hollering, making the most of their last days of summer. It was Saturday and what I didn’t realize at the time was that school started on Monday. There was only so many moments left before the dreaded start of the school year and these were the last moments of summer. They knew to make the most of it. The wild boys of summer.


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