And Number 50 is....recommended by Remus
- Madhouse At The End Of The Earth by Julian Sancton
Belgium is in its infancy, and the 19th Century is ending when Adrien de Gerlache mounts an expedition to be the first to the South Pole. Things go wrong from the start as he struggles to both fund and man his mission and things never really recover.
Driven by both national and personal pride and a corresponding fear of failure, Gerlache finds himself deliberately risking the safety of his crew.
This is a non fiction, but it reads like a good fiction. I struggled maybe a little to get "in" but once that happened, I was loving it. The photos of the boat show it as tiny, and in that light the circumstances described would have been horrific and claustrophobic.
We now live in a world where there is little to discover now except space. Our advances in technology today, just make the achievements of those old explorers all the more impressive, the willingness to sail somewhere without any idea of what awaits and no backup should anything go wrong...I mean most people don't go to the corner shop without a device that pinpoints their location. The bravery involved in this sort of endeavour cannot be overstated.
Yet also, I thought of the poor sailor crewing the boat for meagre pay, and literally putting their lives in the hands of their "betters" - it all seems so unthinkable now.
I was also shocked at the brazen disregard for both the wildlife and the environment, but of course these were lesser educated times, in that sense.
Above all this was so atmospheric that I could only feel how absolutely terrified I would feel in the same circumstances.
Nice one @RemusLupinsBiggestGroupie this is a bold, and probably still £1.99 for anyone that wants it.
Trying to decide on which of my long reads gets the greenlight for the rest of the year, 50 seemed so unthinkable when I was so ill the first six months, I'm quite pleased.