"If at first you don't succeed ...". This old motto should have been ringing in Jock's ears by now, as he again partnered Kurrewa IV as sailing master for the 1960 race. It proved to be third time lucky: "Once again we had Solo as our main rival along with the splendid 73-foot schooner Astor, skippered by Peter Warner, as a pre-race favourite to challenge for line-honours. For this voyage we had Hobart crew members, my late brother Wal, youngest brother Don, the late George Makepeace and the late Doug Robertson. The Sydney contingent included the late Harry Kerslake, the late George Pearce, Jim Biddlecombe and the late Frank and John Livingston. "The race itself was an 'armchair ride', with near-calm conditions from the gun to Maria Island. Twelve hours after the start we were still only 55 miles down the New South Wales coast, two miles ahead of Astor which in turn was just ahead of Solo. Only 15 miles separated us from the tail-enders. I remember Winston Churchill reduced our lead over her by about 55 miles in one night while we lay for eight hours just offshore from Bicheno in company with Solo. "Two and a half days out of Sydney we had covered only 200 miles. Astor had taken the lead from us as we passed the Victorian/NSW border in a keen struggle in dying winds. The schooner was a much faster boat when the wind was off her quarter. Archina had moved up alongside Solo in third spot. During the night we managed to steal away with Astor from the smaller craft, but by day, in flat seas, the smaller yachts had crept up on us again. "Just past Flinders Island at about 1500 hours on the 29th, Astor was seen about three miles in front of us. Then again off Eddystone Point in a northwest breeze, which strengthened to l0 knots during the late afternoon. Solo appeared to be taking the 17 mile off-coast course, which gave her line honours the previous year. Astor was further out to sea, but we opted for a coastal route and during the night took the lead in favourable conditions. "The next morning we sailed into a calm off Tasman light which held us captive for five hours. We were close hauled and the breeze and tide were against us. Solo was only a few miles astern which surprised us. In the previous year she had been further out to sea at this point and didn't make landfall until Tasman light and then immediately tacked to sea. It was this move which many say won her line-honours. This year, however, she was inshore and behind us.