Great White shark at Wharton Beach, Western Australia.
Where is the humility of science in all this? It seems to have been subjugated to political activism. A skewed and almost misanthropic desire to reconcile the worldwide reality of overfishing with the mortal threat posed by surfers who play among these XXL flesh eating super predators.

Surfer-scientist relationship teetering on becoming combative after latest Great White attack on surfer

"Establishment science is colouring outside the lines when it comes to the reality of shark attacks on humans."

Another surfer disappeared by a Great White shark in Australia. This time at Duke of Orleans Bay, east of Esperance on West Australia’s uber-sharky south coast. 

Witnesses report seeing a “massive” Great White shark and a surfer in chest deep water was then reported to be in great distress before failing to make it to the shoreline. 

It’s hard to even begin to imagine the situation facing the loved ones and friends of the unfortunate surfer involved. Not to mention the coastal community in that beautiful part of the world. It’s not presumptuous to say that the thoughts of the surfing world are with them. 

Yet once again the response from authorities tends towards misinformation. The official line of reportage is that the surfer was involved in a “serious shark bite incident”.

Orwell’s dystopian classic Nineteen Eighty Four deals with a state untethered from the society it governs. Its institutions are not only removed from the people they purport to serve but from any semblance to reality itself. 

In our current times when the bashing of elite  institutions rates as highly as sportsball amongst the misshapen and unsightly plebeian masses, there’s no shortage of punters willing to becry a return to such Orwellian circumstance. Perhaps with justification.

As surfers, we are at the coal face of apparent institutional chicanery. We appear to  find ourselves confronted by a scientific establishment which seems determined to undermine any street cred it may have once had and replace it with hollow appeals to authority.  The surfer/scientist relationship is teetering on becoming combative. Surfers are faced with statements and claims from the scientific establishment which are based on no empirical science whatsoever and we are expected to consume these subjective opinions wholesale.

For example the scientific community, which is not a monolith but its media facing Talking Heads presents as such, is steadfast in its insistence that sharks don’t attack humans. No, they merely bite people. The insinuation is that sharks don’t want to eat people and that attacks are nothing more than unfortunate incidents arising from mistaken identity on the innocent shark’s behalf. 

This despite the regular full consumption of shark attack victims. This despite hundreds – thousands! – of recorded episodes of sharks returning time and again to finish their human meal in front of eye witnesses. This despite historically infamous accounts such as the people-buffet after the sinking of the USS Indianapolis in WW2.

Yet still the Orwellian dictate that every surfer chewed and swallowed into the gullet of a shark must be reported as a bite. Lest those toothy carnivores develop an unsightly reputation as consumers of flesh…

Then there’s the utter dismissal of the concept of the Rogue Shark. An idea that’s portrayed by the scientific establishment as a kooky conspiracy up there with invading Martians and their penchant for anal probes on unwitting flyover country farming folk. 

Yet is there any empirical evidence at all that certain individual sharks aren’t open to the idea of chowing down on a surfer every now and again if the seals, dolphins and snapper are a bit elusive at the moment? Particularly if they’ve had a bit of previous success in the game. 

Just because all sharks don’t enjoy the taste of humans, doesn’t mean that some particular individuals might not find it quite acceptable in a pinch. Metaphorically, most people I know would rather eat a yard of undercooked foreskin than an Australian Salmon but I also know a bloke who eats them on occasion because they’re easy to catch.

Point being, that there’s no accounting for taste. So where does the scientific community get off dismissing the notion of a large predatory fish occasionally trending outside the realms of known behaviour ….especially when the science itself always comes with a caveat regarding the impenetrable conditions confronting discovery of such an elusive species. 

Where is the humility of science in all this?

It seems to have been subjugated to political activism. A skewed and almost misanthropic desire to reconcile the worldwide reality of overfishing with the mortal threat posed by surfers who play among these XXL flesh eating super predators.

Just to put my colours to the mast – I’m against the culling of potential man eating fish. Because killing sharks accused of potential threat is nothing more than punishment for thought crime in the aquatic realm. If a shark harms a human then dispatch it to Davey Jones’ locker ASAP.

Until that time it’s another innocent animal going about its business.

In this instance it’s no less than the  business of being majestic and magnificent and representative of the irreducible power of nature. This remains true despite the similar hyperbole bleated by the urban Greens who’ve never strayed beyond knee deep at a chlorinated public pool.

Establishment science is colouring outside the lines when it comes to the reality of shark attacks on humans.

Recalibration of the field is in order if credibility is to be maintained. Surfers are natural allies with the scientific community, our voices and perspectives should be valued, not dismissed.

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Great White shark kills surfer Wharton Beach Western Australia.
In 1999, Australia declared the Great White “vulnerable”and made it illegal to hunt or harass the fish Since then, RIP Peter Edmonds, Tadashi Nakahara, Rob Pedretti, Mani Hart-Deville, Mark Sanguinetti, Tim Thompson, Nick Slater, Cameron Bales, Jean Wright, Nick Peterson, Simon Baccanello, Todd Gendle, Khai Cowley, Lance Appleby, Brad Smith, Nick Edwards, Kyle Burden, Ben Linden, Chris Boy, Ben Gerring, Laeticia Brouwer and Andrew Sharpe, RIP today's anonymous surfer. 

Surfer killed in chest-deep water by Great White shark at “world’s prettiest beach”

Predictable, but here we are.

A surfer has been disappeared by what witnesses have described as a “massive” Great White shark at Wharton Beach in south-west WA, a joint often listed among the world’s prettiest hits of sand. 

It’s the fourth fatal attack by a Great White in the area since although it’s been five years since local surfer Andrew Sharpe was disappeared by a “monster” Great White in 2020, a day when witnesses reported the water turning red one kilometre away.

That attack came three years after teenager surfer Laticia Brouwers died in front of her family after being hit by a Great White in 2017, where Sean Pollard, 23, had an arm and another hand bitten off by a Great White in 2014 and a few clicks away from where diver Gary Johnson was killed by a White, also in 2020. 

The poor soul’s name has yet to be released but expect the usual platitudes about Great Whites in the ocean, rarely happens, bees, car crashes and so on without a second given to the explosion of fatal attacks on surfers.

Local news reports the attack happened around lunch time and quoted Esperance abalone diver and Bite Club member Marc Payne as saying, “We used to have a big diving and surfing community here, but we don’t have that any more.”

It’s been a couple of months since the last fatal attack on a surfer. In January, Streaky Bay local Lance Appleby was killed by a Great White shark, the fourth fatal attack on a surfer by a White in South Australia in less than two years. 

Local fisherman Jeff Schmucker said the population of Great White sharks had “exploded” to such an extent surfing there was now a risk no one should take unless you had a jetski patrolling alongside.

In 1999, Australia declared the Great White “vulnerable”and made it illegal to hunt or harass the fish

Since then,

RIP Peter Edmonds, Tadashi Nakahara, Rob Pedretti, Mani Hart-Deville, Mark Sanguinetti, Tim Thompson, Nick Slater, Cameron Bales, Jean Wright, Nick Peterson, Simon Baccanello, Todd Gendle, Khai Cowley, Lance Appleby, Brad Smith, Nick Edwards, Kyle Burden, Ben Linden, Chris Boy, Ben Gerring, Laeticia Brouwer and Andrew Sharpe, RIP today’s anonymous surfer.

Add to the list all those surfers whose lives have been irrevocably changed by a Great White attack, as well as the swimmers, snorkelers and spear fishermen who’ve died since 2000, and the numbers become insane. 

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Captain James Cook and John John Florence.
Who wore the brocaded captain's jacket better? Cook or Florence?

Controversy as John John Florence cosplays “genocidal” Captain Cook on Hanalei shopfront

“They cooked Mister Cool!”

For those of us who may be unaware, the Briton Captain James Cook was an eighteenth century explorer, navigator, and cartographer whose voyages shaped our understanding of the world.

His accomplishments were so numerous, so important, five hundred books on his legacy aren’t even close to enough.

Want a little history lesson?

Cook was a key figure in advancing celestial navigation and astronomy – if you’ve ever read the wonderful book Longitude you’ll know how revolutionary his observations were. Cook worked closely with the naturalists Joseph Banks and Daniel Solander (Cape Solander was subsequently dubbed Ours by surfers) who cataloged thousands of plant and animal species previously unknown to European science, enriching botanical and zoological knowledge.

He pioneered measures to combat scurvy, a deadly disease caused by vitamin C deficiency that plagued long sea voyages by enforcing  a diet including fresh fruits, vegetables and sauerkraut, along with strict hygiene standards. It was this success in keeping his crew healthy—losing remarkably few men to scurvy—that set a new standard for naval expeditions.

More importantly, and before he was killed by locals in Hawaii which muddied his popular-with-the-natives rep, Cook approached indigenous peoples with a degree of respect wildly uncommon for his time. He aimed to establish peaceful relations, often trading goods and recording detailed accounts of their cultures, languages, and customs.

His journals provide some of the earliest European documentation of Polynesian, Maori, Australian Aboriginal, and Native Hawaiian societies.

Thing about Cook is he’s since been downgraded by the anti-colonial crowd. Even though he didn’t colonise anywhere, he was an enabler, as they say, the detailed charts he produced on the east coast of Australia, were later used by the British government to justify establishing a penal colony at Botany Bay in 1788.

It’s rare to find a Cook statue in Australia that hasn’t been smeared in paint, graffitied (“No pride in genocide!”) “, legs sawn-off, toppled, stolen, nose chopped off etc.

Cook’s statues, see, serve as lightning rods for historical grievances, in Australia’s case, for the theft of the great southern land from the indigenous peoples who’d existed there for sixty thousand years.

And, now, the three-time world champ, who is as Hawaiian as a haloe boy can get, has been cast as a sort of pirate James Cook in a mural for Florence Marine X on Kauai.

John John Florence as Captain Cook.
John John Florence as a Captain Cook-ish seaman on Kauai.

The mural, which can be seen at the excellent Slow Yourself Down store at 5-5070 Kuhio Hwy, Hanalei on Kauai, was posted by John John’s surfer of the year brother Nathan on Instagram with the line, “They cooked Mister Cool.”

This may refer to John John or the little brother Ivan.

Ivan Florence and Nathan Florence on mural
Ivan Florence and Nathan Florence, background to big bro John John’s Cook.

Ivan Florence, who turns twenty-nine in May, you see, has emerged from the shadow of his overachieving oldest brother and Prince Harry-lookalike middle bro in the past couple of Hawaiian seasons, proving magnetic in the water as well as the skate park.

Question to dwellers below the line.

Is the cosplay of John John Florence as Captain Cook a thumb in the eye to the woke or a tribute to a great navigator with a permanent connection to the gorgeous Hawaiian isles?

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Surfers worldwide enter wild debate as to which musical grouping is best current surf rock band!

Dare you enter the firestorm?

Surf rock. Do you have thoughts other than “Dick Dale” or “Pennywise?” Defined by The Inertia as “a genre of rock music associated with surf culture, particularly as found in Southern California especially popular from 1958 to 1964 in two major forms,” the whole grouping that once defined which surf videos were cool and which were not is straight back in the news, circa 2025, and being fiercely fought over by surfers worldwide.

In an extremely provocative post, the music guide American Songwriter lit a firestorm, earlier, by declaring SadGirl, La Luz, Babewatch and Peach Pit as holders of the flame.

Here is SadGirl:

Here is La Luz:

Here is Babewatch:

Here is Peach Pit:

Which would Taylor Steele choose for his next masterpiece?

Dare you enter the firestorm?

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Jack Freestone and Alana Blanchard with new brand Drink Dayse.
Jackie and Alana, spruiking straight-edge spritzers.

Superstar surfing couple Jack Freestone and Alana Blanchard launch non-alcoholic “functional spritzer”

Straight edge!

Six month after selling their 10-acre rural compound near Byron Bay $1.525 million and moving back to the north shore of Kauai, Jack Freestone and Alana Blanchard have dived into the latest party drink category, non-alcoholic spritzers. 

Start-ups surrounding boozy good times have long been a pipeline to riches.

Jack Freestone’s ol pal Paul Fisher aka FISHER is raking leaves with Hard Fizz, Balter beer made Parko and Mick even richer and Jackie threw in early for Saint Archer Brewing Co back in 2013, enjoying the fruits of his investment when the microbrewery sold to MillerCoors two years later for thirty-five mill. 

Freestone, of course, and along with former title contender Matt Wilkinson, is best remembered as dick swinging avatars in the Greatest Surf Movie in the Universe.

The size diff in the dicks granted to these two titans of the sport was considerable, Jack Freestone got a jock pussy and Wilko a noble shaft with a great thick cord, enlarged, charged, aching to get sucked etc.

Anyway, Jack, 32, and Alana, dang, thirty-five now, where do the years go etc, are co-founders of Drink Dayse, a non-alcoholic beverage brand launched under the Byron Bay-based Organica Beverage Co.

Jackie and Alana co-founded Drink Dayse ’cause they wanted a social drink that ain’t gonna send you down the what-the-hell-did-I-do-last-night hole.

Hit the shop button and you got two choices: Awake and Easing. Awake’s got caffeine in there to give you a lil buzz and Easing is, to be prosaic, fizzy flavoured water but them flavours real sexy, “ginger with vanilla whiskey inspired notes.” 

Sharp play. Three-to-four years building brand and in swing the big boys to scoop it away for millions.

I like the tagline, “It’s not alcohol. It’s better.”

And if party drinks are getting the booze erased so non-drinkers can cos play at bars, maybe a drug-free crystallised powder for those of us who still enjoy the theatre of a furtive run to the toilet block?

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