Atlantic: A Vast Ocean of a Million Stories. Simon Winchester

      

      ATLANTIC

      A VAST OCEAN

      OF A MILLION STORIES

      Simon Winchester

      

Copyright

      William Collins

      An imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers Ltd. 1 London Bridge Street London SE1 9GF

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      First published in Great Britain by HarperPress in 2010

      Copyright © Simon Winchester

      Maps by Nick Springer © 2010 Springer Cartographics LLC

      Simon Winchester asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work

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      CONTENTS

       Cover

       Title Page

      Copyright

       Dedication

      PREFACE THE LEAVING OF LIVERPOOL

      PROLOGUE THE BEGINNINGS OF ITS GOINGS ON

Chapter One FROM THE PURPLE ISLES OF MOGADOR

Chapter Two ALL THE SHOALS AND DEEPS WITHIN

       Chapter Three OH! THE BEAUTY AND THE MIGHT OF IT

       Chapter Four HERE THE SEA OF PITY LIES

       Chapter Five THEY THAT OCCUPY THEIR BUSINESS ON GREAT WATERS

       Chapter Six CHANGE AND DECAY ALL AROUND THE SEA

       Chapter Seven THE STORM SURGE CARRIES ALL BEFORE …

       EPILOGUE FALLS THE SHADOW. FADES THE SEA.

       ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

       BIBLIOGRAPHY

       GLOSSARY

       INDEX

       Keep Reading

       Also By Simon Winchester

       About the Publisher

      THIS BOOK IS FOR

       Setsuko

      AND IN MEMORY OF

       Angus Campbell Macintyre

      FIRST MATE OF THE SOUTH AFRICAN HARBOUR BOARD TUG

      THE SIR CHARLES ELLIOTT

      WHO DIED IN 1942, TRYING TO SAVE LIVES

      AND WHOSE BODY LIES

      UNFOUND

      SOMEWHERE IN THE ATLANTIC OCEAN

      Men might as well project a voyage to the Moon, as attempt to employ steam navigation against the stormy North Atlantic Ocean.

      DIONYSIUS LARDNER, IRISH SCIENTIFIC WRITER AND LECTURER, 1838

       PREFACE: THE LEAVING OF LIVERPOOL

      The ocean romance that lies at the heart of this book was primed for me by an unanticipated but unforgettable small incident. It was a clear cool dawn on Sunday, 5 May 1963, and I was eighteen years old. I was alone, on passage aboard a great ocean liner, the Empress of Britain, and we were unexpectedly stopped in a remote corner of the northern seas to the east of the Grand Banks of Newfoundland. We were floating quietly above a small submarine plateau some miles off the first headlands of America, an area known to oceanographers and fishermen as the Flemish Cap.

      It was there that something rather curious happened.

      We were five days out from Liverpool. The voyage had begun on the previous Tuesday afternoon, a wild and blustery day that had sudden gusts chasing the River Mersey’s waters with filigrees of spindrift. This was when I first spotted the ship on which I would make this first-ever crossing of the Atlantic Ocean.

      It was her flanks that were most noticeable, looming massive and blinding white—the Canadian Pacific’s three sister ships were known collectively as the White Empresses — at the end of the lanes running down to the Liverpool waterfront. She was fastened securely to the Pier Head, just beside the old Princes Dock, a dozen hemp ropes as thick as a man’s arm keeping her quite still, aloof to the weather. But from the bustle of last-minute activity around her and the smoke being torn urgently from her single yellow funnel, it was clear she was already straining at the leash: with her twenty-five thousand tons of staunchly riveted Clydeside steel, the Empress was readying herself to sail three thousand miles westward, across the Atlantic Ocean, and I had a ticket to board her.

      It had taken six months for me to earn enough to buy it. I must have been on slave wages, because passage all the way to Canada had not cost much more than a hundred dollars, provided I was willing to settle for one of four bunks in a windowless cabin on a deck situated so far below the waterline one could almost hear the slopping in the bilges. But though it was to be an economical crossing, one step up from steerage, in the Canadian Pacific offices