Why Bomb???

Intense was the only way to describe what went down on a remote shelf in late August. The chest beating threats of sabotage from a certain few weren't enough to call the whole thing off at the 11th hour. You could cut the stoke with a knife! From the moment the surfers and hangers-on arrived on their red-eye charter flight to the time they disembarked, it was a day none of them will forget in a very long time. It'll be very hard to top a contest like this for quality of waves in Australia in the short-term, yet i'm sure the 99% of local people that supported the contest this year will welcome back the surfers again next year. The remaining 1% will have to chew the fat for the next 12 months while they share a brainstorming session. Ultimately, relaying to the youth of the West Coast that their future sporting aspirations should only involve the traditional cricket bat and Sherrin footy because these morons think their surf spot is going to be inundated with interstate surfers in the not too distant future...