A very tall man, with an interminable neck, who wore round spectacles and a Basque beret, Auguste Piccard became the model for Professor Cuthbert Calculus, the head-in-the-clouds scientist in the popular “The Adventures of Tintin’’ comic books, written by the Belgian cartoonist Hergé in the 1930s. Decades later, he inspired Gene Roddenberry, the creator of “Star Trek’’ the show and its other incarnations, to name the captain of the Starship Enterprise Jean-Luc Picard (played by Patrick Stewart).
Although it is little remembered now, in 1931, Piccard, a Swiss-born professor of physics, flew higher than anyone before him in a spherical, pressurized, aluminum balloon he had helped design. A year later, he broke his own record.
In 1960, Jacques Piccard, his son, left the field of economics to become one of the first human beings to explore the deepest point on the surface of the Earth’s crust, in the Mariana Trench in the Pacific Ocean, in a submersible vehicle, the bathyscaphe, he built with Auguste. And in 1999, Auguste’s grandson, Bertrand Piccard, a psychiatrist, became the first person to make a nonstop balloon flight around the globe.
THE EXPLORER GENE: How Three Generations of One Family Went Higher, Deeper and Further Than Any Before
In “The Explorer Gene,’’ his first book, Tom Cheshire, associate editor of the United Kingdom edition of Wired magazine, provides a spirited chronicle of the dangerous adventures that became the Piccard family business. Drawn predominantly from memoirs written by his three principal subjects and interviews with Bertrand, who will attempt to go around the world in a solar-powered airplane in 2015, Cheshire’s book seeks to capture the Piccards’ “spirit and passion for discovery.”
“The Explorer Gene’’ contains charming stories that illuminate the personalities of the Piccards. For his first flight, Cheshire writes, Auguste chose to depart from Augsburg, Germany, where his balloon had been built. When German authorities refused to grant him a certificate of airworthiness because his craft had never been flown before, he turned to his native Switzerland for a permit.
There bureaucrats set as a condition that he fly at his own risk, but wear a helmet. Auguste chose a basket turned upside down and padded with cushions. The hat, he decided, could also be used as extra storage and, in case of an emergency sea landing, a cushion could become a life-vest. A photograph of Piccard and his assistant, Paul Kipfer, with their helmets, accompanies Cheshire’s text.
Preoccupied, it seems, with deteriorating weather, leaks, plugs, bravery, and bickering among crew members and rivals, Cheshire is not all that successful in examining the larger significance of the Piccards’ record-setting achievements. His discussion of scientific implications of their trips to the stratosphere and the ocean floor is superficial. What did Auguste’s data reveal about cosmic rays? Did Jacques’s descent really persuade the US government to abandon plans to dump nuclear waste in the Mariana Trench?
Cheshire also has little to say about the inner lives of his heroes. And his comments about the “explorer meme,” which he defines as a “unit of cultural transmission that, like a gene, replicates and propagates itself,” are not especially helpful. “No Piccard had ever chosen exploration as a career,” Cheshire writes; “exploration had found them as they pursued other activities.” But “perhaps tradition and a famous family name” did generate pressure on Jacques and Bertrand to go high and deep.
Cheshire concludes that although most of us prefer to stay on the ground, “[w]e all have explorer genes,” which we can use even if we don’t have the pluck of the Piccards. Happily, like most old chestnuts, this one contains more than a grain of truth.