There is a litany of tragic figures in Australian surfing and it's not hard to see why

Kirra is a myth. Yep, you read it right.

If push comes to shove I reckon I could beat Laird by at least 100 metres

So while Drouyn may not have been lauded like the Duke he was at least remembered like Mad Max. Which is pretty bloody cool in it's own right.

Surfing is used to sell everything from bog paper to Beemers. So why does it still carry mystique to the average punter?

“To all you who reckon surfboards are expensive or a rip-off – you can get f*cked!”

I bet the newspapers are upset they weren't armed with this story when shark hysteria overtook Australia last summer.

I'm gonna take a stand against this formalised 'celebration'. I'm dissenting from International Surf Day

The Bass Coast doesn't immediately come to mind when surfers think of Victoria. After all, the Surf Coast has Bells and a lotta history, the West Coast has the size and Two-Mile, and Phillip Island has barrels and a lot of blokes. So in that context you could say that the Bass Coast – from Kilcunda down to Walkerville – is a forgotten stretch of coastline.