During World War II, the University of Minnesota’s Laboratory of Physiological Hygiene conducted what scientists and relief workers still regard today as a benchmark study of starvation. Partly funded by religious groups, including the Society of Friends, the study was intended to help the Allies cope with released concentration-camp internees, prisoners of war, and refugees. The participants were all conscientious objectors who volunteered to lose 25 percent of their body weight over six months. The experiment was supervised by Dr. Ancel Keys (for whom the K-ration was named). The volunteers lived a spare but comfortable existence at a stadium on the campus of the University of Minnesota.” La única ambición de Darcy Gallagher es llegar a ser más de lo que cree que está destinada a ser. Ha vivido toda su vida en el pueblecito pesquero y encantador de Ardmore en Irlanda, siendo la camarera del pub familiar, Gallagher’s. Darcy siempre ha soñado con ser algo más, con salir, ver mundo, y sobre todo con tener más de lo que tiene, dinero, joyas, posición, en definitiva, siempre ha querido vivir en un mundo de riqueza, elegancia y sofisticación. Sí, ésta última palabra parece que es lo que más la gusta, pues creo que he leído más de quince veces en la novela la palabra “sofisticada”. En general, que tiene un complejo de vulgar y paleta increíble. This book was so engrossing that I felt as if I had worked on a whaling ship and had survived a disaster at sea. and elegantly written, ''In the Heart of the Sea'' is a masterpiece of maritime history. It would have earned Melville's admiration.

I have a passion for this type of book because I have always craved truly immersive reading experiences. Ever since cutting my teeth on Hardy Boys adventures, I've loved well-told stories of peril and derring-do. And I find narrative non-fiction to be the most engrossing because, in the reader's mind, they knowthat "this really HAPPENED"! After the Station Nightclub Fire occurred in 2003, and after I spent seven years as an attorney working on its legal aftermath, I knew that someone had to tell its definitive story, casting blame where deserved, and lavishing praise where earned. It had to read like a novel, but inspire and educate in the process. To judge from its reception in reader communities as diverse as heavy metal fans and fire service professionals, it seems to have achieved that goal. So that's where I landed with this book - I kind of hated these fools on the Essex, but I did feel a little bit of sympathy. If you ignore the fact that there also might have been intentional racist cannibalism/murder going on. But I'll let you read and decide for yourself on that account. But as the saying goes, dead men tell no tales, so we'll never know for sure. No, wait. There're four things you need to know about me: I don’t like to work. At all. I'd go so far as to assert that I am entirely abnormal in my contempt for it. A sort of cynical pragmatism colors my approach to adult life and all its attendant cares. I think of myself as seeking out a sort of hedonistic equilibrium whereby I maximize the amount of money I earn while doing the least amount of work. And to that end, I am happy to report, I have been largely successful. P.P.S.: I REALLY disliked Owen Chase. I mean, apart from everything related to his character at the beginning of the ship's voyage and the way he put himself in a favourable light when writing down his account of the events, the way he got married then left then lost his wife then re-married immediately then left again then lost this wife too then remarried immediately again (this was repeated a couple of times) ... even if it was his way of coping with what had happened, this was despicable. And he fared much better than Pollard (at least career-wise)!There she blows!” was as much a part of my vocabulary as a child as “Launch the torpedoes” or “Geronimo” or “Remember the Alamo.” I wasn’t using it correctly, as I was not hunting whales in the middle of Kansas, but I did use it as a rallying cry for a charge against my childhood chums as we chased each other from one end of the farm to the other. Of course, in 1820 when a sharp eyed lad in the crow’s nest spotted a spume on the horizon, he would yell down to his crew mates, “There she blows!” and the chase would be on. This is really a one-of-a-kind scientific textbook. Though technical, it reads like an adventure novel. Lewis was part scientist, part adventurer, part sailor, and an excellent author. The book is full of charts, sketches, and photographs that take you to the South Pacific atolls of Polynesia and Micronesia. This book is not for the day sailor. Written in 1972, Lewis learns and masters the art of ocean navigation from native-born seafarers, like Tevake, who in the middle of nothing knew exactly where he was. He and others learned the skills from their fathers, using only the stars, wind patterns, reflective waves, sea swells, currents, birds, and cloud formations. Lewis learned to sail from one island to another without the aid of modern navigation instruments. Lewis makes the skill of natural navigation into a true adventure. Interestingly, Roberts chose to make Trevor a near cookie-cutter image of Darcy rather than a complement to her. He's materialistic and self-interested as well, and as confident as she is in his ability (and possibly even right) to have the things he wants. When they meet, naturally sparks fly. Roberts' skill comes through in making us care about this relationship even though it looks, on the surface, like a cynical match of convenience—Trevor gets a beautiful woman, Darcy gets everything that money can buy. Fortunately, things aren't that simple.

Screw the Money, I Have Rules!: Owen Chase refuses to lie about the Essex's fate even after his employers offer him a bribe. Pollard eventually also decides the truth is more important than his family's good name. First-time captain, but long-time sailor aboard the Essex, George Pollard, Jr. is unable to assert autocratic rulership when his crew needs it most after the sinking of the whaleship. Owen Chase The nearest islands, the Marquesas, were more than 1,000 miles downwind, but reputedly home to savages with a taste for human flesh. The familiar coast of South America, however, was over 2,000 miles to the east, and upwindLo siento, pero con ésta actitud no ha calado. Del romance mejor no hablo porque no me lo he creído. Pareciera que la señora Roberts ha juntado a estos dos porque necesitaba cerrar la trilogía. Si hago memoria, creo que el libro que cierra las sagas medio paranormales de la Roberts son siempre los que fallan, pues creo recordar que casi nunca me han gustado, o el romance me ha parecido un pegote sin sustancia. I don't think you can "spoil" a non-fiction book because it's history and it already really happened, but if you want to go into this book knowing almost nothing, like I did, perhaps stop reading this review here. No matter how much the inhabitants might try to hide it, there was a savagery about this island, a bloodlust and pride that bound every mother, father, and child in a clannish commitment to the hunt.”

Severin's account links the rarely paired worlds of mid-19th-century American literature and late-20th-century Asian maritime communities. In many ways it is more satisfying as an adventure guide to the remote fishing Call me enchanted. The whales and whalemen who fired Herman Melville's imagination still have the power to inspire, and they are behind this had no lure for him. The quest propelled him through Ahab's seas, to Nuku Hiva, the Philippines, Tonga and the southern end of Indonesia. Each of the four places gets a chapter, though they are uneven in dramaDon't sign on to a whaleship. It doesn't even pay that well anymore, now that we have natural gas and stuff. The real whale was estimated by eyewitnesses to be roughly 85 feet long, as he surfaced immediately after ramming Essex the first time and was observed to be comparable in length to the 88-foot ship. This is still 20 feet longer than the largest confirmed sperm whale. Whether the white whale really was that big or exaggerated as "the one that got away" often is is uncertain. Why am I sharing all this? Because, taken in total, it shows that I would make a very poor excuse of a whaleman in this, our present age, let alone the early-19th century. Sure, it's altogether speculative to take a modern fellow like myself and plant him in an earlier time. What if I'd been raised in a whaling family? A whaling tradition? Never felt the passion or heat between Darcy and Trevor really... there were a few sweet moments that I liked but all in all, I didn't "feel" the connection like I did with the other two. Not sure why really. Just an overall disconnectedness (right word?) I suppose. First mate of the Essex, Owen Chase, is after Pollard's job. He proves himself capable after the sinking of the ship when he saves the majority of his sailors on the whaleboat, surviving four months at sea. Matthew Joy

This ends the trilogy. Will the Fairy Prince and the beautiful maid finally find love? Well...only if they can get the last couple to cooperate and break the curse. This book isn’t really gross in its description, but a lot of the imagery it conjures just might be enough to twist sensitive stomachs. Also animal and marine life lovers want to watch out. Other than the fact that it is about a whaling ship there are other things that might be distressing, as the men forage for food. Ahem. Darcy é mimada, determinada, com uma auto-confiança a raiar a arrogância, mas honesta e leal. Projecta a imagem de mulher fatal, fútil, fria, mas isso é apenas uma das suas facetas. Por debaixo de tudo isso, esconde-se uma mulher com anseios, sentimentos e medos.A sailor who went insane before his death on the whaleboat. The men were extremely reluctant to use his body for food. Other Sailors