At the age of forty-four, in the company of his friend Stephen Katz (last seen in the bestselling Neither Here nor There), Bill Bryson set off to hike through the vast tangled woods which have been frightening sensible people for three hundred years. Ahead lay almost 2,200 miles of remote mountain wilderness filled with bears, moose, bobcats, rattlesnakes, poisonous plants, disease-bearing tics, the occasional chuckling murderer and - perhaps most alarming of all - people whose favourite pastime is discussing the relative merits of the external-frame backpack.
Facing savage weather, merciless insects, unreliable maps and a fickle companion whose profoundest wish was to go to a motel and watch The X-Files, Bryson gamely struggled through the wilderness to achieve a lifetime's ambition - not to die outdoors."
Before ‘An Idiot Abroad’ ever cemented a vision of English
travelling that revolved around an uncomprehending blankness about the
achievements and successes of other nations, or a distaste for travelling to
places of wonder and awe, Bryson was ALSO moodily assessing the state of the
world. Far from the current, tiresomely modern exercise in banality that marks
out the works of the ‘Is it just me or is everything shit? Brigade’, Bryson
deconstructs the places and people around him, drawing meaning and insight from
small towns, the food and the arch-locations he journeys through.
His strength as a travel writer is often the incidental way
he writes about travel; part historian and part comedian, his musings
frequently resemble nothing less than streams of information – facts, figures
and analysis are consumed and reassembled in pithy summations, that impart far
more than any travelogue or journey plan alone ever could. Bryson at times
resembles nothing less than a polymath; the range of research that went into a
book such as A Walk in the Woods is intense, but his down-to-earth writing
style, aversion to floridity and general good humour often convinces that these
are not just post-journey findings, but simply off the cuff recitals of things
he knows.
Bryson is my favourite travel companion, and A Walk in the
Woods is more than just my favourite book about travelling. Its evocation of a
way of life divorced from the wider world, of men and women who mark time by
the miles they’ve walked, and who are consumed by their passion, as well as for
the world outside and how much we’ve lost of our place in nature is powerful
and compelling. Like all the great writers, filmmakers and artists whose work
is touched by a love of ‘The Green’ (to borrow an idea from Swamp Thing)
reading his books makes you want to scale a mountain, or explore a forest, to
lie in the grasp and allow time to pass by.
Also Try:
Bill Bryson, Notes From a Small Island
Tony Hawks, Round Ireland with a Fridge
Dave Gorman, Dave Gorman’s Googlewhack Adventure!
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