just finished this book.
if you liked movies like, the black swan (1942 - tyrone power) or the sea hawk (1940 - errol flynn) you'll love this book. it has all the angles and facets of the theme of the "good pirate" (me) against the evil world (you).
this story seems to be destined to become a movie. it appears to be somewhere in the initial production cycle to be released in 2014.
capt. charles hunter, privateer and his crew is:
on a mission to take ill-gotten treasure from bad guys;
captured by bad guys;
escapes from bad guys;
climbs sheer cliffs;
hacks his way through tropical jungles;
blows up an impregnable fortress;
captures a treasure ship;
defeats a battleship of overwhelming power;
confronts cannibals;
overcomes an attack of deadly curare darts;
fights off an unstoppable, many tentacled sea monster;
survives a super powerful tropical hurricane;
captured by supposed good guys;
sentenced to death;
escapes from supposed good guys;
settles debts with the deceitful;
and more.
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JUST SAYIN'
the year is 1665. if you strung a handful of lifetime lengths like mine end to end, extend them into the past you would arrive at a time when people exactly like you and me were alive during what seems to be a bizarrely primitive time. sorry, no ipads here.
i am strangely fascinated by the weird world of british expansion before 1700. it existed and our ancestors existed and i can assure you they were exactly like us. somehow in their total ignorance they survived long enough to procreate. yea! survival rates and life expectancy were virtually .. umm .. nil. but we're here. initially i thought this book would be more historical than fictional.
nevermind.
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senior, old age, second childhood, sickness and death, ain't we got fun.