We raced her to Gladstone in 1978 and in the latter part of the year competed, in the Sydney to Hobart. All of these craft had another role as cruising yachts, including Noel Patrick's WISTARI stern to us in our row. The photograph shows her red hull strapped up against VANESSA, the race winner and inboard of her LOVE AND WAR and the Maxi HELSAL. Her first Ocean Race was the 1974, Brisbane to Gladstone. The aft end of the fin keel was articulated and in conjunction with the rudder enabled close tacking. She was a 41 footer, designed on six metre lines with an eight foot six inch beam drawing six foot. SEA CHANGEġ973 saw the acquisition of CINDER LEE, which sailed out of Middle Harbour Yacht Club, we cruise north, ran out of time and left her at Coffs Harbour for a week or two, when a new crew out at a Manly Boat Harbour, Brisbane. All crew then opted for a quiet night as we dropped the pick in Platypus Bay. Brian had been in the water for half an hour before we picked him up near Inskip Point. The little Evinrude started first pull after total immersion. The only way of rescue involved the outboard. Brian was still inside drifting to leeward in his life jacket. It drifted away and blew the raft cover skywards astern of us.Īssessing the damage we found that broken rudder pintles had rendered the steering unserviceable.
Peter, my brother, through the hired life raft overboard, and securing the trigging tether. I appointed Bill to watch Brian and to ignore completely what the rest of us were doing. Brian Flynn, the other member was insight to leeward. Two of them swam over and were soon on board. Badly shaken, I apparently found the port side rail with my feet and found myself on deck. Next, she was now rolling steadily back to starboard. My first thought was to get away to avoid being trapped under the hull, when she seemed to pause above me. My arm was caught around the starboard lifeline, and I was still tangled in it in the water, with TASSIE III inverted looming above me. The sea boarded us exploding under the bilge, washing, all four of us into the sea. Next, the main sheet was hardened, and in turn, this provided a head snapping back sensation reminiscent of a sports car accelerating away from a standing start.Įverything seemed to happen in slow motion. The three skate runners immediately froze to the sea ice, a good shove was needed to break the adhesion. The hull was ‘T’ shaped, with a forward skate articulated for steering. After a blizzard,this was swept away to leave Horseshoe Harbour with clear ice, ideal for skating, and for the launch of our unnamed ice yacht. Mawson Harbour, frozen in autumn, was covered with half a metre of snow. It was cat rigged, the sail sown from sacrifice polar pyramid tent, whose design was largely unchanged from the Scott and Shackleton era. The expedition, self-sufficient of course, included expert tradesmen who, armed with plans from the Encyclopaedia Britannica, constructed an ice yacht. In late 1968, I was seconded to the Antarctic Division to overwinter at Mawson, the Australian base on the southern continent. I sold TASSIE III to Robin MacDuff in 1968 and bought her back in 1970, in partnership with my brother, she was a much better ship when we bought her back then when I sold her A winner of the Foster Cup and many bay estuary races, I have a starboard chain plate of hers on the desk in front of me right now.
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