As one man said, no boat sinks without someone making a mistake. And this fellow, like so many others, believed that he would not make those same mistakes.
Shipwreck stories comprise a hefty part of my bookshelf library and despite improvements in maritime construction, weather forecasting, and safety procedures, they also don’t seem to be in any danger of extinction. Fishing remains one of the world’s most dangerous professions as January 1999 proved when four clamming boats went to the bottom of the Atlantic in just thirteen days.
I liked Douglas A. Campbell’s The Sea’s Bitter Harvest. It not only makes a fitting epitaph for the lost boats Beth Dee Bob, Cape Fear, Ellie B. and Adriatic, but also serves as poignant testimony to the lives of the captains, mates and deckhands who either barely survived the sinkings or were sadly claimed by the seas. Campbell also provides a nice primer on the clamming industry – which is probably opaque to the majority of readers – and as a child of the Jersey coast, the familiarity of the place names (right down to a few of the mentioned restaurants) struck a nostalgic chord.
The block-and-tackle of these types of tales is, of course, in the recreation of the last foundering moments of the boats and the human struggle for survival. Campbell is up to the task, and there’s plenty of drama and pathos as things go dangerously, deadly bad. But where this book is a bit different from other sea stories is in how deep Campbell digs into the lives of the seafarers. Admittedly, out of the gate, I wasn’t quite sure why I should care about who met who at what bar on New Year’s Eve. But you can’t appreciate the emotional punch all those little, accumulating details until the boats go down.
If Campbell’s goal was to make the reader feel like they’d also lost friends on these missing vessels, then mission succeeded.
The Sea’s Bitter Harvest is a good addition to any armchair captain’s library with life lessons larger than those just found on the boats. Recommended!