“It is an interesting biological fact that all of us have in our veins, the exact same percentage of salt in our blood, that exists in the ocean”
Captain Edward Penniman steps outside his house on Fort Hill in Eastham, Massachusetts in the late summer of 1881. He can feel the chill of the winds blowing off the Atlantic Ocean. He can smell and taste the salt air. By habit, he scans the white-capped horizon in search of a whale’s spout. Soon he would leave on his fifth voyage across the world’s oceans, to hunt these “leviathans of the deep.” The voyage could last for four years. Would his wife Gustie come along this time? Would any of their children accompany them? Where would he find his crew? Would this whaling voyage be successful? It was the whaling industry, or “whale fishery,” as it was known then, that satisfied Captain Penniman’s adventurous spirit and offered him an opportunity to earn enough money to support a family and to construct an impressive home in Eastham.