Salty Tales is the diary of my first sea voyage as a Fisheries Observer; 111 days on a Portuguese stern trawler during a stormy North Atlantic winter.
The trip began one October night in 2001, when I transferred from a fishery patrol ship to a rusty old trawler more than 200 miles out at sea, somewhere on Newfoundland’s Grand Banks.
My predecessor had left a note in my cabin which read:
“Careful of the ship’s nurse – he is a bit too touchy feely if you catch my drift. Don’t believe the figures the Captain gives you – he’s making them up, and go careful around the crew – one of them was killed 2 weeks ago when he got caught in the winch was cut into 3 pieces. His brothers and cousins are onboard, and they are pretty cut up about it! Have a good trip!”
If salty tales are your thing, and you’d like to understand a little more about the life of trawlermen and fisheries observers, and get a glimpse at some of the incredible creatures of the deep, then I invite you to read the book.
Join me on my first trip at sea. Don’t worry, you can do it from the comfort of your armchair.
“Just discovered this blog last night & having read from day 1 I must say how much I have enjoyed it. Having spent the early years of my life on trawlers in the Atlantic I can identify with what you describe so easily. Looking forward to the rest of your story!” – tommuintir
“A brilliant idea- that we can read your diary. Who wouldn’t wan’t to read someone’s diary for starters? It’s brilliantly written- A great build up with the anticipation of a big event and the emotions described so well. As always, your delivery of humour is just brilliant. I really can’t wait to read the next bit.” – Vikki Sutherns