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  1. Second part of the article in Yachting World 1961
  2. Hi WCB, fair dues! I had not heard of either class, and after a quick look, I guess that while the 110 is technically a dinghy, the 210 is a bang-on keelboat, only a couple of inches shorter than a Diamond. I also saw one photo showing conversion of a 210 to a cabin boat, however cramped, hatches fore and aft! Very pretty boat, thank you for drawing my attention to it.
  3. Hi Jethrow, good to see there's still fond memories in Sydney for the Diamond. Saw my first Aussie Diamond from the Manly ferry, Christmas 2005, a couple of months after I had bought Black Diamond. She was white and had one crew out on trapeze. Also went up to Brisbane to meet Ian Wright and drool over Saltash 11, legendary boat (legendary bloke, too). That was my last trip until last October, when I discovered ahead of the trip that the Pittwater fleet was no more, and had to make do with an 18' Skiff race from the deck of a Captain Cook cruise one Saturday. Here's the first page of the article, I'll post the second next hit. All the best Greg
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    Fazisi Front Page

    Film of Fazisi post Irma, about half way through -
  5. I can't work out how to reduce the Yachting World article down to below 1MB, will work on it tomorrow and post then. Sorry.
  6. The Mother of All Sports Boats Sitting inside an industrial unit in Rushmere Close, West Mersea, Essex, UK is a remarkable piece of yachting history. It is the first keelboat in the world ever designed to plane. She is Zest, Yachting World Diamond No.1, the oldest sister of my beloved Black Diamond (No.44), a class that has an interesting social history. In the ‘You’ve never had it so good’ era of Macmillan’s post-war boom, after the austerity of the aftermath of WW2, Yachting World decided to try and break the perceived elitism surrounding yachting and create a stitch-and-glue plywood yacht, capable of being home-built (and funded) by the capable D-I-Y enthusiast that came to prominence in the late 1950s. Due to the success of his Mirror Dinghy, designer Jack Holt was commissioned to draw the new design, then called the Yachting World Keelboat, a name that was to be changed to Diamond in 1967. The rest of the story is best told in the article in the next posts, from Yachting World in January 1961 – I first saw Zest over a decade ago, in a shed in South Holland, where she had been for twenty years, owned by Bob and Val Provoost. I was contacted by Val last summer, who explained they were selling up and it was time to pass the torch, and I was to be the new custodian of this iconic boat. Fortunately, she came on a purpose-built launching trolley/road trailer combo, by RM Trailers, so all we had to do was drive over in the works Transit van and hook up. Coming back through Calais caused a lot of attention from the border forces, keen to look inside for stowaways, but otherwise, she towed like a dream, and fitted neatly into our small warehouse unit.
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    Thanks for the shout-out, LeoV, didn't realise my little adventure was noticed outside the family. The AIS was a pre-condition of my wife's agreement to let me do the trip to Brest and Douarnenez from Plymouth, as her 19-year-old son was my crew for the southbound trip, and my 26-year-old son for the return voyage. I tried to join the Yacht Club Classique race from Plymouth to Brest, but they rejected my application as they said 'Your boat is a dinghy'! We left Plymouth some six hours after the race started, and still caught some tail-enders. Here are a couple of shots from the cliffs on the north side of the entrance to Le Rade de Brest, taken by Michel Floch and uploaded onto Marine Traffic. It's a long story, and I haven't written it up yet (still having PTSD counselling! lol) but the bones of it are shown below in the Avionics summaries. The first one is Saltash (where else? I have been to Brisbane and seen the great Saltash 11!) to the Grande Basse buoy, where I accidentally turned the machine off, and the missing distance is 122.7NM, and then the second leg into Brest. The whole regatta moved en masse to Douarnenez, and I then single-handed Black Diamond for sixty-odd miles round the corner to L'Aber Vrach (topping out at 12 knots in Le Chenal du Four with the flood tide - not bad for a 30 foot boat powered by a 5HP Tohatsu two-stroke). The third summary is from L'Aber to Saltash, and I can't explain how the erroneous straight line heading south from Saltash got there, but it ends in the armpit of Africa for some reason. Suffice to say that the return leg was somewhat challenging, with the speed topping out at 15.8 knots, with only a double-reefed main and bare-headed, plus what seemed like a ton of cruising gear that had her a couple of inches lower in the water than her racing trim. It peed with rain all day and night, the wind topped out around 30 knots, I guess, and I had 18 hours on the helm while the boy bailed, as the automatic pump couldn't keep up with the breakers (that was weird, actually enjoying the roar of the breakers, as they were far enough away not to end up in the cockpit), and that was on top of a sleepless night on the Plymouth Roscoff ferry going out to fetch her back across La Manche (formerly known by me as the English Channel before the Brexiteers ruined everything). Roaring through the Plymouth breakwater soon after 4am was a great relief, but was followed by a miserable five mile beat up the Tamar in the dark, with confused and gusty winds and hosing rain, and being buzzed by a bored copper guarding the Navy base. I put the tin lid on the miserable voyage by slipping on the cockpit coaming whilst tying up and stoving in my starb'd ribs on the winch. Only badly bruised, thankfully, but the Anglo Saxon oaths I uttered woke up the neighbour we were quietly rafting up against. Would I do it again? Yes. Will I be allowed to do it again? No - My son and crew has forbidden it, and he lists bungee-jumping as an interest! I can understand the appeal of boats with lids on ...... Greg Dunn Mersea Island, Essex, England