Monday, June 17, 2024
HomeCruiseBook Review: West of the Equator

Book Review: West of the Equator

You know you want it...

Mocka Jumbies and Rum...

- Advertisement -

West of the Equator tells the fictional story of Rob
Mariner, a thirty-two-year old Chicago stockbroker with half a million in the
bank, a BMW, penthouse apartment and a high-maintenance fiancée, who
– thanks to one rum too many – wakes up in English Harbour the morning
after Antigua Race Week to find himself the owner of a 75’
Spronk catamaran and (soon) none of the above.

Even if the ensuing story of a high-octane American trying to untangle
life in the Lesser Antilles seems familiar,
Cheryl DuBois’ novel is far more than a retread
of Herman Wouk’s
Don’t Stop the Carnival some forty years before. Whereas
Wouk’s novel was set on an imaginary island,
DuBois faithfully recreates the Antigua,
St Maarten and St Barths of the early Eighties. Many
of the events she describes – from a shootout at Pic
Paradis to the climactic hurricane – are part
of island folklore, and among the characters lurk the shadows of Randy West,
Pat Turner, Lorna Steele and Paul Marshall.

If the descriptions of boat handling & repairs, officialdom and
inter-vessel altruism seem especially vivid, it is because DuBois
herself ran a charter business in St Maarten from 1979 to 1986. Having learnt
to sail on the Chesapeake Bay, she became one of
the first women to obtain the USCG Captain’s License and headed down to
the islands. “I stopped here on the way to Aruba
to pick up a boat, met my first husband and never left,” she says.

In the age before megayachts adorned Simpson Bay, she captained 50’
Ikhaya, during a
time when, “St Maarten was the
happening spot. Many of our clients were celebrities – Jackie O, Paul
Newman, John Lennon, The Rolling Stones…”

- Advertisement -

Not all the local nautical activity was devoted to hospitality.
“There was a big, wealthy contingent of ‘gentleman sailors’
– probably smugglers,” she remembers, who would unload and swap
bounty off Ile Fourche.

DuBois’ tale of ‘island
fever’, ‘the coconut telegraph’ and dispassionate, random
incarceration will ring a bell with any cruiser today, but the background of
her novel belongs to a lost era, she admits. “It was a little looser back
then. You sort of had to take matters into your own hands.” She tells her
own story of how her ‘immaculate’ boat was the first boat to come
up for inspection with the Charter Boat Association.

“There was a man who came from the Virgin
Islands and told us that she was in a deplorable condition and
would be taken out of service. We asked ‘why?’ It was because we
didn’t have fluorescent tape on our life preservers! This went on for
weeks. Another boat came up for inspection and he did the same thing, until
eventually the entire fleet was down.” So far, nothing
out of the ordinary.But…

“I believe the other captains picked this guy up and took him over
to Scrub or Dog Island and left him there for three days with a bottle of water
and a pack of cigarettes and said ‘now do you want to leave the

DuBois originally wrote the story as a
screenplay some fifteen years ago, but when Captain
flopped, no one wanted to touch a boat movie. Undeterred,
DuBois took herself to Hawaii, locked herself in a hotel room and
came back with the first 100 pages of a novel. She made frequent trips back to
St Maarten to close out the details, and even chartered a boat with a group of
friends three years ago to recreate the book’s journey entirely.

“I wrote 90% of the book sitting on a beach, either in St Maarten
or on some other island,” she offers as words of inspiration to anyone
reading this on deck at a loose end right now.

Ironically, the book is now being made into a movie, with shooting due
to begin in the local islands this summer. While the likes of Russell Crowe and
Samuel L Jackson fight it out over the role of Island Water World’s
manager, you can grab a copy at most Caribbean chandleries, or by logging on to

Price $16.95

- Advertisement -

Don't Miss a Beat!

Stay in the loop with the Caribbean


Please enter your comment!
Please enter your name here

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.


So Caribbean you can almost taste the rum...

- Advertisment -
- Advertisment -spot_img

Recent Posts

Recent Comments