Beyond Hercules is a drug smuggling book with a difference: no big players, no multi-millionaires, no guns, no violence, no jail and no bother. And cannabis isn't a drug, it's a plant. This is one man's account of the escalation of Moroccan hashish smuggling in the free and easy eighties, where few, if any, ever came close to being known about, far less pursued or incarcerated.
Back then Europe's ever increasing demand for hash was met by happy-go-lucky, fun loving, thrill seekers, who raced powerboats across the Straits of Gibraltar on moonless nights to fetch and deliver ton after ton. Down time was spent indulging in the benefits of a lucrative, tax-free income in a sun-kissed climate. Inevitably devising and implementing other ever more ingenious ways to smuggle hash without a hint of detection became a popular pastime.
Just when there was a risk of things turning ugly, the creative juices flowed towards the simplest of plans for one audacious final clandestine run: a walk-away pay-day. But would it all be 'plain sailing', and would everyone end up without any regrets?