National Geographic : 1933 Jan
THE CAPE HORN GRAIN-SHIP RACE and June in the North Atlantic, the worst month. January and February are the best months to run east ward for Cape Horn; April, May, and June are the worst. Earlier on the same day, March 17, the four-masters C. B. Pedersen and Mel bourne had sailed together from the anchorage off Port Victoria, south of Wallaroo and a hun dred miles nearer to the sea; five days pre viously the Archibald Russell, which was considered a fast ship, had sailed from Wallaroo, where the Pamir was also load ing. THE "PARMA" AND "PAMIR" GET OFF NECK AND NECK Dawn on March 18 found us off Wallaroo, and as we were wafted gently by on the morn ing breeze we saw the Pamir come out to sea behind us. To gether we left Spen cer's Gulf in a rain squall, two great rivals bound on a 16,ooo- © A. J. Villiers ALL DRESSED UP AND NOTHING TO DO Three apprentices sit on a topsail yard in the sun, wearing clean shirts, in a happy and unusual state of Sunday afternoon leisure. The Parma is in the trade winds of the South Atlantic after two months at sea. The glint of the sun is strong on the water, as the ship goes mile voyage, quietly and steadily a: The long, low, pow erful hull of the Pamirgleamed wet in the rain beneath her high towers of canvas; she heeled over in the breeze and smoked along, making a good 12 knots without any commotion. The last we saw of Australia was a glimpse of the Cape Borda Light, on Kangaroo Island, with the graceful Pamir flying along beside it. The squall came down more heavily then, and ship and land were blotted out of sight. We saw no more land until we came to the islands of Diego Ramirez, 55 miles southwest of Cape Horn; and the Pamir we did not see again for more than 80 days. The first day in the open sea was stormy, and the wind hauled ahead so that we could not hold on our course toward Tasmania. We were headed in a southeasterly direc tion to pass south of Tasmania, and so carry on eastward for Cape Horn, running down there before the strong westerly gales that blow on "fifty south." But we were not able to hold our course. We had instead to make for Bass Strait, between Tasmania and the Australian mainland, reaching the open waters of the Tasman Sea in that way and then heading southeast to clear the south of New Zealand.