I was a huge fan of Gary Paulsen's novels when I was in middle school, especially the hatchet books. For some reason the suburban, squeamish, nearly vegetarian middle-school-Kelsey was all into stories about kids having to, like, skin rabbits and build shelters out of sticks. Don't ask why, I don't get it either.
This book was fun. Not something I'm dying to read again, though I wouldn't be averse to doing so. I always feel like a much more resourceful person after reading one of his books. Even though there was a sort of diagram in the front with all the various parts of the boat noted down, I still got rather lost now and then with him clipping and untying and hauling things. It didn't affect my understanding of the plot itself, mercifully. I can imagine a kid who is into sailing would adore it.
CONCLUSION: Very pleasant. Sailing is much more dangerous than I'd imagined.
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