Daren
This is the second non-fiction book I have read by Adrian Conan Doyle, youngest son of Sir Arthur. This is the first in published order (1952) with Lone Dhow, which was perhaps a little better than this one, likely because this is his first book.
It outlines the journey of the author and his wife Anna as they leave Morocco for something more interesting - to seek out big fish (mostly seeking game fish, but also sharks, rays etc) among the islands and along the coast of Tanzania. They buy a small launch and establish a small crew comprising an engineer who is constantly fixing the engine which breaks down with painful regularity) and a supposed navigator (they have several of these, of wildly varying expertise).
There are multiple tales of various big fish - barracouda, sharks, skip jacks, jew fish, dorado (he caught the world record dorado on this journey), kingfish, cavalli jack; also rays of all types - manta, eagle, death, torpedo and leopard as well as small fish - stone fish, horned trunk fish, garfish, grunter and other things such as sea snakes, sea scorpions & sea slugs.
There is an interlude where they seek out overgrown ruins on the island of Songa Manara, which Wikipedia tells me was excavated and researched in the 2000s. The author also regularly takes to the inland with his rifle in search of game (the all-fish diet wearing thin) and meat for bai, but is largely unsuccessful in this.
There are various black and white photographs, the quality matching the era, so not great, but interesting still. A map of the Tanzania (Tanganyika & Zanzibar at the time) coastline, while small scale is helpful for placing their movements up and down the coast.
In case you are wondering, I am not sure of the meaning of the title - perhaps I missed the key phrase in the narrative that links this!
4 stars.
This is the second non-fiction book I have read by Adrian Conan Doyle, youngest son of Sir Arthur. This is the first in published order (1952) with Lone Dhow, which was perhaps a little better than this one, likely because this is his first book.
It outlines the journey of the author and his wife Anna as they leave Morocco for something more interesting - to seek out big fish (mostly seeking game fish, but also sharks, rays etc) among the islands and along the coast of Tanzania. They buy a small launch and establish a small crew comprising an engineer who is constantly fixing the engine which breaks down with painful regularity) and a supposed navigator (they have several of these, of wildly varying expertise).
There are multiple tales of various big fish - barracouda, sharks, skip jacks, jew fish, dorado (he caught the world record dorado on this journey), kingfish, cavalli jack; also rays of all types - manta, eagle, death, torpedo and leopard as well as small fish - stone fish, horned trunk fish, garfish, grunter and other things such as sea snakes, sea scorpions & sea slugs.
There is an interlude where they seek out overgrown ruins on the island of Songa Manara, which Wikipedia tells me was excavated and researched in the 2000s. The author also regularly takes to the inland with his rifle in search of game (the all-fish diet wearing thin) and meat for bai, but is largely unsuccessful in this.
There are various black and white photographs, the quality matching the era, so not great, but interesting still. A map of the Tanzania (Tanganyika & Zanzibar at the time) coastline, while small scale is helpful for placing their movements up and down the coast.
In case you are wondering, I am not sure of the meaning of the title - perhaps I missed the key phrase in the narrative that links this!
4 stars.