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Investor (real estate, oil) Bus Mosbacher is only 36, but he has matched tacks and tactics with Shields for a decade-mostly in the hard-sailing International class and dinghies-on the waters of Long Island Sound. A sailor since childhood, Mosbacher is famed for his starts and his skill with light...
Tacks & Tactics. At 63, Corny Shields's hair is sail-white, but he is still the crafty helmsman and stern crew commander who, in half a century of competition, may well have won more races and honors than any other sailor in history (TIME cover, July 27, 1953). Competing in his first formal race since a 1956 heart attack, Investment Banker Shields worked up to part-time captain by stages-first by skippering her trial horse Nereus, then advising from Columbia's tender, finally plotting strategy from the boat's cockpit for regular Helmsman Briggs Cunningham, topflight...
...sailor for 40 years and world Star-class champion in 1930, Knapp, 51, is no stranger to America's Cup races. In the last one, 21 years ago, he crewed aboard Harold Vanderbilt's victorious Ranger. After a slow start, he molded Weatherly's crew into a smooth-working unit, and his boat continues to improve. Vim's Matthews, at 24 the youngest of the skippers, is unsurpassed at beating the competition to the starting line by precious seconds, in last week's trial series trailed only once at the opening gun. But many experts...
...Lord Plushbottom." Not the least of the elements of the power that exists in the Mideast is Admiral Holloway himself, a "black-shoe sailor," (i.e., no airman), whose square, salt-cured features are often belied by a suave, diplomatic air that sometimes spills over into pomposity. In civvies he sports a Malacca cane. He is something of a connoisseur of wines. He interlards his conversation with phrases out of Dickens or Thackeray, loves to write what he calls "erudite letters" (favorite word: vouchsafe). "If he will ever be known for any command, it will be for his command...
...life in prison, except that at sea there was the added hazard of drowning. Yet Nelson, a parson's sickly son, lived to cast an aura of gaiety and gallantry over the squalid business of being a ship's officer. He was a prudent sailor, a superb professional in the chancy matters of wind, tide, hemp, oak, canvas and gunpowder, at a time when a man-o'-war was a floating firecracker rather than a seagoing IBM machine. Nelson could tell changes in weather by twinges in his stump of arm (my "fin") as well...