Near the end of World War Two, a group of sailors in Sydney Harbor wanted to reinvigorate the sport. They loved the open air, the salty ocean, the exhilaration of possibly being eaten by a giant squid. It had been a few lean years on the water, and they hoped the Cruising Yacht Club of Australia the CYCA, could be a way to promote the cruising and casual racing they'd
been missing. The men started meeting in a photography studio and the club's first official event was held in nineteen forty four.
The following year, a special.
Guest changed the fate of Australian yachting forever.
Hey, I'm Tony Armstrong.
Welcome to the poolroom where we celebrate the winners, losers and the weird stuff between. And today we're putting on our life jackets and crossing Bass Strait as was the weather holds out. Captain John Holden Illingworth was Chief Engineer in the British Royal Navy. He spent most of his time below the water on submarines. He will go on to achieve great success and win many awards, but there's really only one we're interested in today, the Great.
Sydney to Hobart yacht Race.
After the war ended in nineteen forty five, Captain Illingworth found himself a long way from home in Sydney, Australia, where he was getting British ships repaired after fighting in the South Pacific.
While he was there, he got roped in all volunteered.
The history books aren't clear to give a guest presentation to these guys at the CYCA.
I'm not sure on what exactly, but good chance.
It had something to do with boats. Some of the members had planned a cruise to Hobart after Christmas. Each would take his own respective yacht, as you do. The club's vice president, Peter Luke, took the opportunity to ask the captain if he'd be interested in coming along on his own yacht. One presumes Captain Illingworth allegedly responded, I will if you make a race of it, and so
it was. An official notice appeared in the Australian Powerboat and Yachting Monthly, a magazine that advertised essentials for every boat enthusiast, from sales to deck varnish and lavoratories, alongside important upcoming events, say Sidney to Hobart yacht races. Allow me to quote from the notice yacht Race to Tasmania. It is expected that an ocean yacht race may take place from Sydney to Hobart, probably starting on December twenty sixth,
nineteen forty five. Yachtsman desirous of competing should contact Vice President mister p Luke entries close. December one, nineteen forty five, Illingworth bought and sailed the thirty five foot double ended cutter named Rani. The yacht was designed by Arthur Barber and built in Sydney.
To feed seven people.
They took a bunch of supplies, including Bonnox, which is like if.
Veggimite were a drink.
A scrapbook from the journey shows photos of a motley crew made up of Royal Navy officers and local amateur yachtsmen.
Their weather beaten but smiling.
Nine boats started on the day in Sydney to Hobart tradition, the weather was horrendous. It wasn't long before Rannie was lost, struck by subtly wins that put her main sail out of action. The yachts were scattered. One retired while others looked for shelter. When the weather improved, plane scour at the waters, Rannie was nowhere. She was presumed missing and
her crew feared drowned. Actually, unbeknownst to the pilots or to Rannie, she was so far ahead of the fleet that they simply hadn't looked in the right place.
Several days later, she reappeared.
In the Derwent River, where spectators watched as Captain Illingworth asked how many boats had finished ahead of him.
The answer was none.
Illingworth and his crew had claimed victory six days, fourteen hours and twenty two minutes to win line and overall honors. For his efforts, he was presented with a wooden bowl. You can still see it on display at the Australian National Maritime Museum. Peter Luke, the guy who'd invited the winning captain along in the first place, must have been salty.
His yacht, The Wayfarer, came dead last worse. He and his crew finished in a time so slow it's still the longest anyone's ever taken to complete the race back home. John Illingworth became a celebrated sailor.
He was made.
Commodore of the Royal Ocean Racing Club and launched a sloop called the Myth of Mallam, which went on to win so many races. She now has her own race named after her. Captain Illingworth died in nineteen eighty. They called him quote the father of postwar offshore sailing racing, which is both an honor and a mouthful. The last remaining sailor from that in oral event was Honest long John, who definitely.
Sounds like a pirate.
He died in twenty twenty one, aged ninety three. Old long John called the flight down the East Coast and into the treacherous Tasmanian waters bloody hard work, which sounds about that Sydney to Hobart winning vessel Rani sadly met a less than glamorous fate after being sold in the late forties. She was refurbished, but soon afterwards run aground
on Mungo Beach. She was a total loss. Her portrait now hangs in the place where the race was born, the Cruising Yacht Club of Australia, and to this day Rannie is still the smallest yacht to ever win it.
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