When Sunny Coast wild man Harry Bryant sent a lofty full-rote to the flats only to explode the living shit out of his fibula upon landing, the last thing he expected to see in his letter box a few weeks later was an invite to the "new look" Vans Pipeline Masters. We caught up with Haz the day after his surgeon gave him the all-clear to finally apply weight to the freshly mended pin hoping he'll be ready to represent all no-nonsense, you bewdy, true blue, ridgey-didge, dinky-di, fair dinkum fucken Strayans when the waiting period opens just eight weeks from today. Spoiler alert: OATH HE WILL!

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