I have waxed lyrically in the past about waking up on a yacht, in calm seas. I am also one of those weird people that got up at 1am to watch non-critical matches in the Americas Cup. Its so boring most people would shout, though most of those people are fishermen with whom I have a deep philosophical issue with when they use the word boring.
Any Kias brought me this book for my birthday and I read it after I had my wisdom teeth out.
It is the story of a family who find the hull of an out j-class yacht in farm land up north. They recover it and rebuild and race it in a series around the time of the Americas Cup in 2000.
It is an enjoyable read, although it does have a little bit of airy fairy in it at times.
Kias, thanks so much for the book. It was a great choice at the right time!
|A yacht called Erewhon|
|Readability||4||(1 = Easy, 5 = Hard)|
|Enjoyment||4||(1 = Never Read, 5 = Remarkable)|