On Our Bookshelf
The Curve of Time
Recently, for a couple of reasons, M. Wylie Blanchet’s The Curve of Time has taken top spot on my nautical bookshelf. I identified with the widow Blanchet’s descriptions of the joys and vicissitudes of packing up five children and cruising a 25-foot, single-engine powerboat through remote coastal territory during the early 20th Century. Although I’m a Florida boy, I readily connected with the whopping tides, raging currents, and other outsized phenomenon of her Pacific Northwest, particularly since they served as background for such fondly remembered niceties as broken timing-shaft couplings, anchors dragging in foggy mists, and the vagaries of coastal navigation with no radar, no radio, no spotlight, and nary a GPS in sight.