A fantastic account of a voyage by Miles and Beryl Smeeton sailing the length of Japan, then across to Alaska, running down the US Pacific seaboard, through the Panama Canal, then up around the top of Iceland, and to the Faroe islands on the way back to England, in fact Stornoway in Scotland..
The story is all told in a matter of fact, calm and common sense manner, that's so different to the many sailing you-tuber's, and reminiscent of a mostly by-gone world where unshakeable self-assurance is rooted in deep experience rather than loud validation.
There's a passage in the book where Miles mindful of sharks inwardly lost his temper when Beryl decided she would go over the side to cut free a line which was tangling the propeller. "No you're bloody well not, give me that knife" was his reply, and then spend an uncomfortable time in the water cutting free the prop, imagining circling sharks anxious to feed and exasperated that "she never bloody well thinks of sharks".
It made me re-live a similar experience, hove to some where off Africa, dangling head down over the transom to repair the damaged wind vane and being dunked from head up to waste by the passing swell. When eventually finished Mrs BB's reaction was very much the same as Beryl's, in my case a quick well done and made breakfast.
If you can find a copy buy it, a great read.















