Secret Island in the South Pacific: A Dramatic Book about World Politics and Sailing

It all started when I was hired as crew on the yacht of a retired CIA director, Gordon McGillespie. In World War II he had crash-landed on an island in the middle of the South Pacific. The island was scratched off all maps, hiding it from the Japanese. Later, it was condemned due to radioactive fallout from French nuclear tests, and when its ownership was disputed, it was rejected by neighboring nations. Local fishermen said it was haunted and anyone sailing there never returned
Captain Gordon shared secrets about governments of many nations with me. Much should be classified secret. But he said, “who cares? At 93, someone should know. Why take it in my grave?” He lit the fire in me to sail and find that secret island. He taught me about world politics, economics, and wars. He even got me a job offer at the State Department. I told them, I was going sailing and would be back in a year.
When the captain passed away, he left the yacht and a small fortune to me. But instead of starting a career in politics, I ventured on a world circumnavigation.
He was still well known in governments, and his name opened doors. My girlfriend, Janine, and I left from Annapolis, Maryland, heading for the Panama Canal. On the way, we met other dreamers and assembled a small fleet. On every island we passed, we learned more about island politics, poverty and prosperity, and how we would develop our own dream island, perhaps our own island nation. It was a ridiculous endeavor. I sunk my boat. We were attacked, but sometimes your enemies help you succeed.