In my misspent youth, I worked as a commercial diver (harbor work) in Central America. Days not dedicated to barnacle removal were more often than not give over to a passion for spearfishing - Caribbean not Pacific. Still there were lots of snapper, grouper, mackerel as well as bugs and crabs. The premise of living off of your hunting success as Mr. Eyles attempts to do for a summer off of Catalina island has always had a very visceral connection with me. This is diving's equivalent of Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance. Not only is west coast free diving / spear fishing history a theme, but the book also has universal appeal - that of the hunting man - a solitary and independent sort, living on society's fringe.
I picked up my copy of LotBWH at Austin's Dive Center in Miami (still a spear fisherman's dream store) back in 1986. I had no idea that it had become that much of a collector's book. Mine is dogeared with a bit of foxing from too many readings, some with wet hands having just returned from a dive. I still regularly read it, and it has earned a permanent spot on my nightstand.