Okay so I'm inherently predisposed to love this book. So, of course, I do. I mean, who wouldn't love to read a book about a real live treasure hunt? Plus when I was younger, my sister and I rented the National Geographic documentary from the library about Mel Fisher and his search for the Spanish treasure galleon, Nuestra Senora de Atocha. We were completely mesmerized--as much by his story and sheer force of will and perseverance as by the treasure itself. We rented that VHS every single summer for some 5 or 6 years in a row. Then when we went to Key West, we visited the Mel Fisher Museum where you could touch a real gold bar, see stacks of silver bullion, observe all the maritime archaeology and research that went into pinpointing the Atocha's location. Completely captivating stuff. And to complement my summer VHS-watching, I borrowed books from the library written by the historian and archaeologist who contributed to the search. So like I said, I could not not love this book.
Predispositions aside, I did enjoy this book. It provided a lot of really great insight into the daily grind of treasure hunting. I knew a lot of the background information but the book included perspectives from the persons who lived and breathed the search, like the diver boys. I loved the chapters with Dr. Eugene Lyon who spent months doing research in Seville in the Archives of the Americas. I also loved getting to know Mel Fisher better. He always seemed to be like a happy-go-lucky, always smiling kinda guy. Which he was. But he was also terrible with money, utterly pigheaded, sometimes insensitive, exploitative, and even, to a certain degree, avaricious. Which doesn't make him a bad person--it just makes him human. And there's nothing more human that following that visceral gut instinct to hunt for treasure, abandoning all other logical principles.
Two things I didn't entirely like about the book. The first is the writing and organization. Besides the bad formatting for Kindle (which I'm usually good at overlooking) the writing was a bit convoluted sometimes. And the organization jumped all over the place, especially in the beginning. A thought that was begun in one chapter was suddenly abandoned and just as suddenly picked up a few chapters later. The present was melded with the past in ways that sometimes required a leap of logic, making the chronology difficult to follow. The second is that the book ended fairly abruptly. I get it, the book is about the search for treasure and when the treasure is found, there's no need to carry on. But there is so much that went on afterwards--archaeological excavation, settling bills with everyone who ever contributed to the search, matching the treasure to the manifest, and then realizing that there was still more to find. Other books deal with that, I know, but an afterword would have been a nice touch.