Trigger Warning: there are boats in this, and water, and people, but no dogs.
This is about a bunch of people who like messing about on boats. It’s based in olden times, so the boats are wooden and hardly ever work properly. There’s not even any motors, and they have to go where the wind takes them, which is usually to France and Spain to use gigantic guns to blow the shit out of someone.
One ship would sometimes get chased by the other, but it would take them several days to catch up. By that time, if the captains haven’t forgotten why they were chasing each other, the reader sure as hell has.
Frequently there would be a battle, and if you’ve ever stepped on a thorn and got a splinter in your paws you’d know how hiding below decks during a cannon fight isn’t a good idea. Clouds of sharp wood fly everywhere, causing some very nasty injuries that are only worsened by the ship’s butcher of a surgeon.
It makes you think why they used wooden ships to carry metal cannons. I think that a metal ship and a wooden cannon would be better.
Anyway, if you like this kind of thing, then you’d like this.
I would give this book seventy-two guns out of a three masted ship of the line of battle.