There are few surfers we’d rather hear talk story than dear Mason Ho.

The time when, still in single figures, he begged the pros at the ASP banquet for dollar bills to spend on the arcade! The time he rubbed greasy chicken on Andy Irons’ surfboard, pre-heat! The time he rugby tackled the daylights out of Kelly Slater, or the time Slater buried Mason’s teenaged head in the sand, or the time Slater punched him in front of a gaggle of autograph hunters, prompting Mason to shout, “Did you see that? He just hit a kid!”

He’s a rascal, that Mason Ho, a dyed-in-the-wool rascal.

And who better to talk story with him than the wonderful Sean-o Doherty?