Rarely, if ever, have I read a history book as compelling and as human as 'Farther Than Any Man: The Rise and Fall of Captain James Cook'.
Not an audiobook this time, I had a hard time putting this page-by-pager down. Martin Dugard is an amazing painter with words.
Here is the fast moving and detailed story of Captain James Cook's three globe-trotting expeditions during the latter half of the 18th century, accurately mapping the vastly undiscovered (by Europe) South Pacific. Until space travel he chalked up more miles than any other explorer. It's the true account of his encounters, his triumphs, his rise and terrible murder- and why it happened. You can't just go to that chapter and understand it, you have to follow the build, wave upon wave, league upon league, to know what led to his failure of diplomacy on that rocky, bloody shore of Kealakekua Bay, Hawaii.
We also find out what happened to Capt. Cook's first command ship, the great and noble Bark Endeavour which took him around the world that first exquisite trip. Strangely, when its fate was revealed, over a decade since its good service to Cook, I was quite moved to tears. I was not so much when the Captain's grisly fate was told. This was not a fault of the author but because of how Cook himself had changed so much since Endeavour's voyage. He was no longer that benevolent, stalwart, humanitarian ambassador to parts unknown, one with whom who you could sympathize as he had been earlier.
Why not?
You gotta read it to find out, and it is a marvelous cautionary tale for all of us.
I finished the last chapter, an epilogue, while standing near the spot where Cook was killed. Looking up occasionally from the book's final pages and taking in that perfect, arcing, blue, bay on the west coast of Hawaii's big island, really put the adventure into perspective. Not merely Cook's horrific slaughter, but the question of why men ever put themselves at such risks on alien worlds.
You have but to just look at it. Oh god, just look at it.