THE "PEN DUICK" SAGA
 
PEN DUICK “Black Head”
Original Name: Yum
Other Names: Griselidis (1902), Magda (1908), Cora V( 1919), Astarté (1922), Panurge 1931), Butterfly (1933), Pen Duick (1935),
Designed by : William Fife III at the age of 41 for Adolphus Fowler, member of the Royal Cork Yacht Club.
Built in : 1898 by Gridiron and Workers at Carrigaloe near Crosshaven in Ireland. She joined the series of 36’ linear raters.
   

 

Length overall :
15,10 m
Length Waterline :
10,05 m
Displacement :
11 Tonnes
Beam :
2, 93 m
Draft :
2,20 m
Rigging :
Cutter with trysail, mizzen and lug sails
Year built :
1898
Rebuilt :
1958
Redecorated :
1989
Upwind Sail Area :
160 m2
Material :
Polyester hull, deck, interior and wood finish.



The first…

Pen Duick, the first in a series of six famous yachts, would accompany Eric Tabarly throughout his life. It was on board Pen Duick that he started his sea apprenticeship in 1938, learning everything from maneuvers to racing. Having been abandoned at different periods and fully restored twice, with brand-new sails, this centenarian was more beautiful than ever in 1998 when her master finally left her forever. Today it is the family of Eric Tabarly that sails on the legendary boat. In accordance with her father’s wishes, Marie Tabarly became the owner when she turned 18 in August 2002.

 

A respected hundred-year-old cutter.
Pen Duick and Tabarly formed an inseparable couple, a perfect union. The physical difficulty of maneuvers on board, together with the configuration of the rigging and total absence of winches, were reasons for Eric’s affection for her. The exceptional fame of the yachtsman no doubt helped contribute to the fame of the yacht. But the reputation of the black cutter also stemmed from other factors. She is of a rare esthetic beauty with her sheer hull, her cutwater bow and her large trysail, mizen and lug sails; her modernity is surprising as her polyester hull dates back to before the polyester era; she was already extremely fashionable long before her renovation in the 1980s by the famous British architect William Fife. In many ways she already had many of the assets that would go on to make the later Pen Duicks real works of art. Alongside yachts designed to sail across the water as fast as possible, cut off from the fine technological developments of production yachts, Pen Duick tirelessly continues to transmit a certain idea of pure navigation under sail inspired by a few master craftsmen. Spectators still applaud her as much as before whenever she casts off.

 

History

A family yacht born in Scotland
Guy Tabarly, Eric’s father, bought Pen Duick in 1938 from the Lebec family in Nantes. At the time yachting was in its infancy in France and there were very few yachts available. The Breton name for the yacht is the “Black Head” of coal tits. She was designed in 1898 by the Scotsman William Fife under the name of Yum. At the age of 41, Fife was already one of the best-known naval architects of his day. His talent would give rise to many other yachts, most of which were built in the hangars of Fairlie, a small village to the south of the mouth of the Clyde. Yum, however, was built at the Gridiron and Workers Carrigaloe shipyard, near Cork in Ireland for her first owner, Adolphus Fowler.

When Eric Tabarly bought Pen Duick from his father in 1952 he became her fifteenth owner. He was 21 years old. From this date on he would never leave her. While he was studying at the naval college in Brest the “coal tit” was moored at the foot of the school in Lanvéoc-Poulmic cove. When he returned from his circumnavigation on board Joan of Arc where Eric finished his naval apprenticeship, his father came to meet him in the narrows of Brest with the faithful Pen Duick. He took part in the first RORC races on board Pen Duick in the60s. In between voyages around the world and major races, he always came back to charge his batteries on board.

As his experience grew, Tabarly touched up Pen Duick to make her the unique yacht we know today. Heavy surgery helped save her a first time in 1958. By giving the rotten hull a platic covering at the Costantini shipayrd in la Trinité, Tabarly became the owner of the largest polyester yacht of the time. This operation would be a deliberate obstacle to her being classified as a “historic monument”, but would save her from destruction and make her hull particularly strong and resistant for the rest of her days.

As he took part in more and more races around the world, Tabarly unfortunately subjected his yacht to too many years of bad weather. The plywood deck and superstructures were totally destroyed. Twenty years later a new intervention became necessary. In 1983 Pen Duick was towed from Crouesty to St-Malo by Pen-Duick VI to undergo renovation work at the Raymond Labbé shipyard. For six ans, starting with the fittings, the Labbé yard completely restored the boat little by little according to Tabrly’s means at the time. Pen Duick was relaunched in 1989 at the ‘Voiles de la Liberté’ show in Rouen. Now based in Bénodet, she continues to adorn the blue sea of southern Brittany. In the 90s, she tasted the pleasures of Mediterranean competition in the prestigious regattas of Monaco, Cannes and St-Tropez where she lined up against other yachts from the same design team all virtually celebrating their centenaries!

In May 98, for her real centenary celebrated in Bénodet by a crowd of admirers and friends, Pen-Duick was more elegant than ever. “She has never had such a fine coat of paint on her hull ” stated Eric. In the manner of a Breton wedding, the anniversary of Eric Tabarly’s first and last boat lasted three full days. Eight yachts from the turn of the century, all designed like Pen Duick by the architect William Fife, joined in the festivities. The highlight of this unique celebration was a triumphant voyage up the Odet in a bosky bower with a springtime aroma of blood-red rhododendrons. Under storm and fore stay sails, Pen Duick performed a majestic trip up and down the river with her sisters, saluted by the watching crowd and the sound of distant hunting horns echoing along the banks. A week later, Eric decided to take part in the celebration being organised for the boat’s architect Fife. He cast off on what would be his final voyage. Despite the absence of skipper on board, a crew of close friends completed the convoy. Pen Duick arrived in Fairlie. As they watched her sail proudly amongst her peers, the emotional spectators could all see her missing master at the helm.


Today

Pen Duick is the property of the Tabarly family. Carefully taken apart, spending the winter in the Bénodet hangars, she is launched each spring under the leadership of Jacqueline and Marie Tabarly. During the racing season the boat takes part in several ‘classic yacht’ gatherings in Brittany. She sometimes sails as far as the Mediterranean to take part in the Cannes and Saint-Tropez regattas with boats of her race.


On board Pen Duick.
The spray that rises over the bow covers the cockpit. The sun is omnipresent to dry our wet hair. We’re passing through the Birvideaux, en route to Groix. The wind has freshened up again and Eric is sat in front of the cockpit. With crossed arms, he contemplates his old companion. Is he thinking about the stampede of the hydrofoil at thirty knots? Or the equatorial calm of the Sargasso Sea? Or is he just savouring the moment? His face is impenetrable. Suddenly a strong wave crashes against the stem, showering the entire deck and washing the helmsman away in an instant.

A squall rises as black clouds form. To begin with Pen Duick accelerates then lists severely. By lowering the sheets a little the rig is momentarily stabilized. Eric hesitates about maneuvring. But the wind is still rising and the deck is now invaded by the sea. There is more and more list and we start losing speed until we literally ground to a halt. Righting herself, the boat suddenly tilts the other way. She is now on the opposite tack. We start by pulling on the halyard to soften the fall, but the damned mainsail is huge. Like a stubborn horse that no longer wishes to obey its master, Pen Duick is no longer responding. We have to throw in the towel and haul in the sails. The topping lift is stiffened and the yard is brought in to horizontal with the deck. The cutter is finally righted. Under fore stay sail alone, upwind, she cannot make any headway, but the rigging is lifted. She slowly picks up speed as she casts off. In this mad hullabaloo, a moment without runner-tackle, the pitchpin mast has held firm. The dark squall continues to Quiberon where light reappears with a manageable breeze. We once again head for the port of Groix under mainsail with one reef and fore stay sail. Unflagging, touching the water with her boom, Pen Duick and her eleven tonnes move on.”

Daniel Gilles, Navigation Memories, May 1990.