A Waterbiography by Robert C. Leslie is a captivating and informative read that delves into the fascinating world of maritime history. Leslie's extensive research and meticulous attention to detail shine through in this book, providing readers with a comprehensive look at the various aspects of water life and the individuals who have shaped it.
From the early days of navigation to modern-day innovations in shipbuilding, Leslie covers a wide range of topics with clarity and depth. His writing style is engaging and accessible, making the complex subject matter easy to understand and digest.
One of the highlights of the book is Leslie's focus on the human stories behind the ships and seafaring adventures. By profiling notable figures in maritime history and recounting their triumphs and tragedies, he brings a personal touch to the overarching narrative of our relationship with the water.
Overall, A Waterbiography is a well-researched and engaging read that will appeal to both maritime enthusiasts and general history buffs. Leslie's passion for the subject is evident on every page, making this book a must-read for anyone interested in the rich tapestry of our maritime heritage.
Book Description:
Robert C. Leslie (1826-1901) was an artist and writer who, at an early age fell in love with the sea, the sea of Sail, not of Steam. He describes the progression of this love from wave to wave and boat to boat. Leslie sailed during the Great Age of Sail before Industrialism had taken possession of Britain.
Leslie comments on the early days of singlehanded small boat sailing: “When I first began boating in the early forties[1840s], what is now called single-handed cruising was almost unknown among amateurs….people had a vague dread of it. Much of this has passed away, and hundreds of amateur boatmen, and even ladies, are now as much at home and really safer in a sailing-boat than they would be on the back of a hunter or bicycle.”
Leslie writes of one of his favorite cruising grounds about 1850: “No railway in my time came within fifteen miles of Sidmouth, and the few enterprising visitors who reached there by coach from Exeter called it dull. It was certainly not a gay place, but most of those who resided there in that happy valley did so rather with a view to quiet, and among them it was rare to find any one disposed to tamper with the grave routine of country life there.”
A Waterbiography captures a Lost Age.
