Thursday, October 13, 2011

The Ultimate High Jump

In any top-notch athletics meeting, one of the blue riband events has always been the high jump and the world record for this event has been of great and constant interest to the general public.

In 1912 the record was 2.00 m and this progressed steadily over the following decades, finishing up with 2.45 m in 1993, a progress of nearly half a metre in 100 years. The fact that the 1993 record still stands may well be an indication that we are approaching the height limit that a human being can jump and it's an interesting problem to try and estimate this limit.

And a limit seems to be intuitively likely – we cannot jump 5 m so therefore a limit exists somewhere between the current world record of 2.45 m and 5 m that places a ceiling on how high a human can jump.

Since 1920 several areas of progress have emerged in this event. The type of jump itself has evolved into more efficient styles that have enabled greater heights to be reached.

The old scissor jump was replaced by the so-called "western roll" in around 1912 and this was followed by the "straddle" jump over the following two decades. In his jump the athlete rotated over the bar whilst in a horizontal position and the US athlete Charles Dumas became the first human to jump 7 feet (2.13 m) in 1956 using this technique.

Above: A jumper clears the bar using the straddle technique (Image from Wikipedia Commons (Click to enlarge)

The Soviet jumper Valery Brumel was the great straddle expert of history and he took the record up to 2.28 m in 1964. Some great footage of Brumel in action can be seen at


Brumel was an extraordinary athlete in every way, and he regularly preformed a “party trick” that was truly amazing. He could leap upwards and touch the ring of a basketball hoop 10 feet off the floor with his foot! (I wonder how many could do this today?)

For an image showing this incredible feat see

The next style breakthrough came through a young American, Dick Fosbury, who in the late 1960’s pioneered a technique in which the jumper cleared the bar backwards and looking upwards – a sort of half back somersault. This style was made possible by improvements in the landing pit that was softer and raised so that an athlete could land on his back without risking serious injury. This jump became known as the “Fosbury Flop” and enabled jumpers to reach significantly greater heights.

Above - The Fosbury Flop
(Image from Wikipedia Commons - click to enlarge)

Dick Fosbury used his technique to win the high jump gold medal at the 1968 Olympic Games in Mexico City. His winning leap was 2.24 metres (7 feet 4.25 inches) which was also a new Olympic record. This turning point in high jump history can be seen here:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z_sIwv6SAxc

It was used with great effect by jumpers over the following four decades, with the present record holder Javier Sotomayor using it to establish the present world record of 2.45 m in 1993.


A complete list of the high jump world records can be found at


but for the sake of our discussion here we will consider only the following four:

2.03 m in 1924 by Harold Osborn (USA)
2.28 m in 1963 by Valery Brumel (URS)
2.41 m in 1985 by Rudolf Povarnitsyn (URS)
2.45 m in 1993 by Javier Sotomayor (CUB)

We can try and simulate this record progression with mathematics and it turns out that by using a device called the geometric series, we can come up with a reasonable simulation. In doing so I remark that there is no physical reason whatsoever for adopting this method but what I set out to do was

(a) Use a mathematical process that reproduced the past
(b) Had an accuracy of greater than 95% in doing this
(c) Tended to a limit that was realistic

It works like this:

The world record in 1925 was 2.03 metres and we write this as

0.53+1+0.5 = 2.03


40 years later, in 1965, the record was 2.28 m, which is

0.53+1+0.5 + 0.25 = 2.28, or

0.53+1+(1/2)+(1/4) = 2.28


20 years later, in 1985, it was 2.41 m, which is close to

0.53+1+0.5 + 0.25 + 0.125 = 2.405, or

0.53+1+(1/2)+(1/4)+(1/8) = 2.405


10 years later, in 1995, it was 2.45 m, which is close to

0.53+1+0.5 + 0.25 + 0.125 + 0.0625 = 2.4675, or

0.53+1+(1/2)+(1/4)+(1/8)+(1/16) = 2.4675

Our prediction therefore produces an error of less than 2%.


From this we would predict that 5 years later, in 2000, the record would be

0.53+1+(1/2)+(1/4)+(1/8)+(1/16)+(1/32) = 2.49875,

but in fact it remained at 2.45m, as the record set in 1993 still stood.

This represents an error of 4.9%.

Mathematicians will recognise what is called a geometric series emerging here, which is

1+(1/2)+(1/4)+(1/8)+(1/16)+(1/32)+(1/64)+(1/128) + …..,

and the interesting fact about this series is that it converges to a limit, which is 2. When we add our 0.53 that we started with to set our figure at the 1925 record, this predicts that the theoretical height limit to which a human being can jump is 2.53 metres.

If we assume an error of 5% on top of this, it means that its likely the world high jump record will peak somewhere between 2.53 and 2.66 metres.

However humans can seldom be described by mathematics. Perhaps somewhere, sometime out there, a boy will be born with special genetic gifts. As he reaches manhood he will have the spring of a Brumel, the finesse of a Fosbury and the strength of a Sotomayor. He will defy the geometric series and astound the world. It is only a question of when.

Stop press: Since writing this article I discovered an interview with Dick Fosbury located at


A quote from this says: "I have predicted in the past (1978) that I believe the peak in my lifetime would be about 2.50 m based on my experience and observations. I'm still watching".

This figure agrees well with our 2.53 m prediction through the geometric series.

Thursday, September 29, 2011

Grand Final Weather


The Australian Football League Grand Final:
Weather has played a big part in some of the great finals matches of the past.

In the amazing Preliminary final of 1921 between Carlton and Richmond the match was delayed after a massive hailstorm carpeted the MCG in ice. For the record, Richmond won that one.

The 1927 Grand Final was more of a regatta than a footy match with torrential rain falling throughout the game turning the field into a quagmire. Jock McHale’s Collingwood side beat Richmond in a very low scoring match.

Above: Umbrellas were all the go in the 1927 Grand Final, when Collingwood defeated Richmond by 12 points. (Click on image to enlarge)

One of the most famous weather affected matches was the great 1958 Grand Final when rain during the match slowed the pacy Melbourne Demons down and the gritty Collingwood side got up for one of the biggest upsets of all time. Some tough tactics by the Magpies Murray Weideman and Hooker Harrison also helped. On this day, the 20th September 1958, the temperature only managed to reach a winter like maximum of 11.3C, making this the coldest Grand Final Day on record.

The 1960 Grand Final was also a mud-bath after two days of torrential rain leading up to the match. It was Melbourne’s turn to beat Collingwood in this one.

The highest temperature ever recorded on Grand Final Day was on 3rd October 2015, when the temperature reached  a summer like 31.3C, and Hawthorn managed a comfortable win over the West Coast Eagles in the enervating conditions.

The Rugby League Grand Final:
The weather has not only had an influence on several grand finals in the past, but it has also provided the background for the design of the famous NRL Premiership trophy, the trophy for which each team strives during the Australian Rugby league season.

On Saturday, August 24, 1963 at the Sydney Cricket Ground, a record crowd of 69,860 witnessed St. George and Western Suburbs do battle in the Grand Final. The match was played in atrocious conditions after heavy overnight rain had turned the ground into a quagmire.

August 1963 had been a wet month, with 80 mm of rain falling up until the morning of the match and 12 mm of
rain falling the day before. As a result, the ground was a bog and soon after the start of play most players were coated in mud.

The game resulted in a victory for St. George and as the players left the field, two of the mud spattered warriors, Arthur Summons and Norm Provan, shooks hands. The Herald Sun photographer John O’Grady captured the moment for the next day’s edition and in the account of the match conditions were described as “far from ideal” – a massive understatement.

That photograph became immortalised as the model for the famous NRL Premiership trophy – the design of which was heavily influenced by the weather.

Above: The NRL Premiership trophy (Image from Wikipedia Commons)


Tuesday, August 2, 2011

The Wreck of the Admella


During the nineteenth century, before the time of organised weather forecast and warning services, shipwreck was an all too frequent occurrence along the Australian coastline. The rugged shores of South Australia saw several such disasters during this time with the greatest tragedy occurring during August 1859 involving the steamship Admella.

Above - The Admella under way in rough seas. (Image from Wikipedia Commons)

This vessel was a passenger steamship of around 400 tonnes named after the route she plied, from Adelaide to Melbourne and Launceston. She was fast for the day, offered the passengers a high standard of comfort and overall was regarded as one of the finest local passenger vessels of the time.

The Admella departed Port Adelaide on 5th August 1859 and set course for Melbourne carrying 84 passengers and 29 crew, as well as general trade merchandise and four racehorses bound for the Melbourne Cup due to be run in November of that year.

There were no weather charts issued at that time in Australia and so ship’s captains had no real idea what weather lay ahead, apart from talking with other captains who had recently sailed around the area.

Soon after departure the ship encountered rough weather, and being August it is likely that this was some type of westerly gale, involving cold fronts and a low-pressure system nearby. Navigation in these conditions was difficult, especially at night when the shoreline could not be seen.

At around 4 am on Saturday 6th August the Admella ran aground on Carpenters Reef, only about 1 km offshore from a length of coast to the southwest of Mount Gambier. The iron hull broke into thee large sections, battered by the relentless waves that continually broke across the reef as desperate survivors clung to the wreckage.

The Admella lies wrecked on Carpenters Reef - (Image from Wikipedia Commons )

After the news of the disaster eventually reached the authorities, several desperate attempts were made by lifeboats to reach the wreck but were thwarted by the smashing waves, and although the survivors could see the shore only a short distance away they were unable to move from the wreck.

Hours turned into days with no abatement in the weather, and many passengers and crew fell to their death in the sea, suffering from exhaustion and exposure.

Finally, more than a week after the grounding, a lifeboat from Portland managed to pull alongside and the remaining survivors were taken onboard and rescued. In all, 89 lives were lost in the disaster.

One of the direct results of the tragedy was the construction of a lighthouse at nearby Cape Banks in 1881 to warn ships of the proximity of the deadly rocks of Carpenters Reef.


Gale force westerly winds were the likely cause of the disaster. (Image based on that supplied in Wikipedia Commons - click to enlarge)

It appears that the Admella was exposed to a week of strong winds and very rough seas and this could well have been produced by a strong low pressure cell to the south of the area in which a series of cold fronts were embedded. This circumstance is not infrequent in the area during August.

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

The Pentagon - Back in 1944


The Pentagon is the headquarters of the United States Department of Defence and is the largest office building in the world in terms of floor area (6.5 million square feet or 604 thousand square metres).

It was begun in 1941 and completed in 1943 after a remarkably fast construction period during which the actual building process was at times ahead of the plans that were being prepared simultaneously.


The images shown here were taken by the US Army Signal Corps in 1944, soon after completion of the building and provide a fascinating glimpse into the working conditions inside early 70 years ago. The captions are as originally written and published in a booklet called simply "The Pentagon" as issued in 1944.

Image above: Ramps lead from the Concourse to various floors. Guards posted at the doorways to the ramps check military passes and civilian's badges. Brief cases, packages, and papers are thoroughly inspected. (Click on image to enlarge)


At the time many of the processes and procedures were on the very cutting edge of technology and provide an interesting contrast with today’s computer driven working environment.

Pentagon workers' efficiency is enhanced by excellent lighting, insulation against sound, and a well planned layout. There are 21,00 desks. (Click on image to enlarge)

The Adjutant General's reproduction branch is a great photographing, printing and duplicating establishment. It reproduces such things as battle casualty reports, Army Postal Service Directories, vital 'short run publications' and Bureau of Public relations press releases. (Click on image to enlarge)

A messenger pedalling a tricycle loaded with documents and official mail. (Click on image to enlarge)

The South Parking Area is the larger of the two main parking areas. Into it drive most of the 6,000 cars which arrive at The Pentagon each morning. In the background is the Navy Department's Arlington Annex. (Click to enlarge)

The Secretary of War's Office is furnished with a table used by Lincoln (foreground) and a portrait of Timothy Pickering, the second Secretary of War. One phone connects directly with the White House. (Click to enlarge)

Monday, June 13, 2011

Volcanic Ash Chile


The volcanic eruption at the Cordon Caulle complex in Chile during June 2011 ejected volcanic ash some 15,000 metres up into the atmosphere, with the finer ash particles being caught up in the upper level westerly winds.

The massive eruption from Chile's Puyehue volcano produced a massive ash cloud. (Image from Wikipedia Commons - click to enlarge)

Many millions of these tiny particles travelled across the southern Atlantic Ocean, to the south of Africa and then over the southern Indian Ocean and southern parts of Australia and New Zealand.

The ash cloud dispersed over 9000 km at high altitude across parts of the southern hemisphere being detected over New Zealand on Sunday 12th June. (Click to enlarge)

This produced significant disruption to international airline flights across the Southern Hemisphere.

The recent eruptions over Iceland produced similar chaos over the northern hemisphere during April of 2010 when many flights over northern Europe were cancelled.

Volcanic ash clouds tend to stay in the same hemisphere as the volcano of origin, but can stay aloft for several weeks, circumnavigating the Earth at the same time.

Volcanic ash is hazardous to high flying jet aircraft, because particles injected into the engine can produce component failures and flame-outs - or engine stalling. Instrument malfunction can also occur through a clogging process where ash accumulates in sensors such as pitot tubes, producing erroneous readings of air speed.

The first documented case of a modern jet plane encountering a volcanic ash cloud was in 1982, when British Airways Flight 9 flew into ash debris from the active volcano Mount Galunggung, over Indonesia.

Artists impression of Flight BA 9, descending with all four engines stalled and the fuselage glowing with static electricity after flying into a volcanic ash cloud in 1982. (Image form Wikipedia Commons - click to enlarge)

All four engines stopped, and a complete disaster was only narrowly averted when a successful restart was made at lower altitude and the aircraft was able to land in Jakarta.

Sunday, May 1, 2011

Do You Wanna Dance?

One of the iconic songs of the 1960’s “Do You Wanna Dance?” was in fact written in 1958 by the African American songwriter Bobby Freeman and originally titled “Do You Want to Dance?”.

This song proved to be one of the more adaptable songs of the era and was released by several artists in a variety of styles, all of which produced great versions and big hits. The original Bobby Freeman recording was used in the 1973 version of “American Graffiti”.

Some of those involved were Cliff Richard (1962), Del Shannon (1964), Bette Midler (1972), John Lennon (1975) and The Ramones (1977), but several other artists also produced their own versions.

However, perhaps the two best-known takes of the song were performed by the Beach Boys in 1965 and The Mamas and Papas in 1966, both entirely different but in their own ways intriguing and fascinating.

The Beach Boys version was a classic example of their unique style – close harmonies with a strong flavour of the 1960’s “California youth culture of surfing, cars and romance”.

Their version was released as a single with the B-side featuring “Please Let Me Wonder”, and also in the album “Today!” and rose to number 12 on the Billboard Hot 100.


The cover of the Beach Boys single, released in 1965, containing their version of "Do You Wanna Dance". (Image from Wikipedia Commons)

The Mamas and Papas produced an awesome sound with Michelle Phillips and Cass Elliot cutting loose in majestic harmonies backed up by the powerful John Phillips /Denny Doherty arrangements. This version appeared in their debut album “If You Can Believe Your Eyes and Ears” and rated number 1 on the Billboard 200 of 1966.

The Mamas and Papas Album cover "If You Can Believe Your Eyes and Ears".
(Image from Wikipedia Commons)


Both the Beach Boys and Mamas and Papas versions of “Do You Wanna Dance” came out during the Vietnam War and were played countless times by troops in their spare time, in the mess and through radio broadcasts of the day. Military veterans of the era remember these songs with great affection.

Which was the best? Well you can be the judge by listening to both great interpretations of this classical 1960’s song.

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Shark Attack!



There have been more than 250 recorded shark attacks along the NSW coast since European settlement in 1788, with nearly 30% of these proving fatal. Several of these have been along Sydney beaches and in Sydney Harbour itself, with the last fatality here occurring back in 1963 when the actress Marcia Hathaway was mauled to death in Middle Harbour.

Above: A bull shark - one of the proven man eaters around Sydney waters (Image from Wikipedia Commons - click to enlarge)

The first recorded fatal attack to occur off a Sydney beach happened on February 4th 1922, just prior to a surf carnival at Coogee Beach. The Sydney newspaper of the day “The Referee” recorded the terrible events of that afternoon:

Coogee Beach panorama today
(Image from Wikipedia Commons - click to enlarge)

February 4 1922 – a terrible tragedy

TORN FROM SHARKS JAW
UNDYING HEROISM OF JACK CHALMERS AND FRANK BEAUREPAIRE.
COOGEE SURF TRAGEDY.

Last Saturday afternoon all Sydney was shocked to learn of the terrible tragedy enacted in the surf at Coogee before the horrified, gaze of at least 6000 persons, gathered to watch the swimming carnival there -which, out of respect to the victim, was postponed.

There was promise of excellent sport. A light, sparkling, sunny day, and long rolling breakers that would carry a man in at express speed 150 yards or more.

The rollers were too tempting, anyhow, for Milton Singleton Coughlan, 18-year-old son of the postmaster of Randwick. This fine, sturdy, bronzed youth, with the physique of a grown man, got down on the rocks near the club house before the carnival was due to start, and took a header into the sea, just as thousands have done before him. He got well out into what is known as the reef, about 30 or 40 yards from the rocks, caught a breaker, and came rushing shore wards. Young Coughlan swam out for another, and yet another. A friend sang out to the lad to look out for sharks in the channel, but Coughlan laughed back fearlessly.

Then the tragedy happened. One minute the swimmer was observed standing about waist deep on the edge of the channel which runs beyond the reef-and the next a huge something flashed in the sun, clear of the water, and the horrified crowd next saw for some minutes a shark and the swimmer threshing around in a welter of blood-stained water and scarlet flecked foam. The shark seized his victim by the right arm just as he was in the act of signalling to his club-mates for assistance. With one snap of its jaws the brute tore off Coughlan's arm, but the plucky boy, although momentarily dragged under, reappeared above water, and the awe-stricken spectators saw him laying about him with the left arm, and trying to beat off his savage assailant. Then the shark got the left arm in its jaws.

Meanwhile those on shore were not altogether idle. The first to act was Jack Chalmers, of Woollahra, a well known swimmer. Seeing Coughlan's plight, and without an instant's hesitation, he rushed down the rocks near the clubhouse. He had hastily got the line off a disused life-saving reel knotted round his waist, and would not wait for a cork lifebelt. Mr. T. Doran, a club-mate, helped to give out the life-line. As Chalmers scrambled over the slippery green rocks he fell heavily, and was for a moment stunned, and his leg was badly lacerated. Struggling to his feet, he plunged into the water to the rescue.

SWARM OF SHARKS.
His time out to Coughlan was pretty nearly a record say those who, with bated breath, watched the plucky fellow go to face what looked like certain death. As Chalmers neared Coughlan, the latter, almost spent with his struggle, turned a tortured, appealing look towards his rescuer, and with wonderful presence of mind, turned on his back-in the way life-savers are taught to do, so that Chalmers' rescue might be made easier.

Chalmers is near now, and he makes his supreme effort to grab Coughlan before the shark drags the exhausted, rapidly weakening lad under. The shark is not of extraordinary size, else it would have succeeded in drowning Coughlan before; but is evidently the advance guard of other sharks who, attracted by blood, are nosing their way towards the struggling pair.

And now Chalmers has his man. He literally has to tear him from the shark’s jaws. "Don't let go of me, Jack!", cries out Coughlan. It is his first cry for aid and is torn from him by terrible torture. Slowly the pair are drawn to the shore, and meanwhile that champion of champions, Frank Beaurepaire, and a Mr. Green, of Coogee, the latter fully clad, have dived in and helped in the rescue and by splashing, lustily in the water, frightens away the sharks prowling in the vicinity eager and hungry to dash in.

Beaurepaire was in the surf shed on the rocks when the cry of horror went up, and caused him to rush to the balcony of the clubhouse. He could not realise what was happening for a moment. Suddenly the swirl of the blood-flecked water brought home the realisation of the tragedy being enacted. Beaurepaire dropped down the rocks to the water's' edge. Not knowing the locality, he had to make through the crashing breakers over the rocks. Three times he was knocked back, but at last, following fast on a receding wave, the champion swimmer was able to dive into deep water. He sped out to where Chalmers was holding Coghlan and making very little progress towards the shore. Gripping Chalmers by the costume with one hand, Beaurepaire, using his free arm and his renowned trudgeon kick, assisted the rescuer and the victim, to the rocks, where they were lifted out of the water.

As the swimmers get nearer land, helping hands lean down to raise the poor mangled body of Coughlan, and bear him away to the waiting doctor and ambulance men. One arm is snapped off clean at the elbow; the other mangled and torn, hangs by a shred.

Coughlan, though faint and weak, is conscious, and in a whimsical .voice, catching sight of a pal, he says, with the very wraith of a smile, "It's a fair cow, isn't it?" Later, some-one puts a towel over his face. "Take it off, please," says he. They were tying up arteries and putting on tourniquets, at the time' and wanted to spare the poor sufferer all they could.

To Mr. Henderson, the District Superintendent of- the Red Cross, who sat by him in the speeding ambulance, Coughlan remarked, with a still bright light in his eye: "I don't think I've much of a show, have I? I expect my number's up; but, by Jove, that shark stopped one or two good ones!"

Those, were about, his last words. Shortly afterwards he lapsed into unconsciousness, and about a quarter of an hour after admission into hospital, this plucky young Australian passed away.

His burial took place on Monday last, and surfers from far and near with club banners, marched behind the hearse to pay their respect to a gallant surfer and clean sport.

The aftermath

Milton Singleton Coughlan
Milton Singleton Coughlan was only 18 years of age when he met his untimely death. He was born in Bungendore, NSW, the son of the local Postmaster, Thomas Coughlan. His family then moved to Randwick when his father became Postmaster of the Randwick Post Office.

Milton was employed by the Newtown Office of the Railway department, and had previously been a pupil at both Sydney Grammar and Trinity Grammar where he had shown considerable athletic prowess.

Milton Singleton Coughlan, circa 1921

He was also the great great grandson of Benjamin Singleton after which the township of Singleton was named.

After a massively attended funeral service at St. Judes Church in Randwick he was buried in Randwick Cemetery.

His father Thomas also died violently in 1939, at the age of 74, when he tried to stop two robbers from raiding the Randwick Military Hospital Post Office and was beaten over the head with a pistol.

Jack Chalmers
The hero of the tragedy, Jack Chalmers, was a member of the North Bondi Surf Club and also a returned soldier of World War One, where he served on the Western Front.

For his courage in attempting to rescue Milton Coughlan he was granted £3000, made a life member of both Coogee and North Bondi Surf Life Savings Clubs and awarded the Albert Medal, the highest decoration for bravery given to a civilian. This was later changed to the George Cross. He died in 1982, and his ashes were scattered on North Bondi Beach.

Hero of the hour: Jack Chalmers

For further information, plus photographs of Jack Chalmers, go to the following two links:

Frank Beaurepaire

Frank Beaurepaire was the Australian middle and long distance swimming champion from 1906 to 1925, representing Australia at the Olympic Games of London (1908), Antwerp (1920) and Paris (1924). He won a total of six Olympic medals but none of these were gold.

For his part in the attempted rescue of Coughlan he was awarded £500, and made a life member of both Coogee and North Bondi Surf Life Savings Clubs. He used his prize to start a business – Beaurepaire’s Tyres, which made him a millionaire and he was also elected Lord Mayor of Melbourne between 1940 and 1942.

He was knighted, and as Sir Frank Beaurepaire, died a very wealthy and admired public figure in 1956.

Beaurepaires Tyres remains a vibrant and successful company today and the website can be seen at


For details of two other infamous shark attacks, see