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Related: About this forumHas anyone read "Wild" by Cheryl Strayed? Is it good? Or does she whine?
I'm looking for something to read but don't want to be disappointed.
littlemissmartypants
(25,123 posts)I've been holding onto it for two yrs. and my father wants it back. He liked it. But he didn't tell me much. He likes me to form my own opinions.
~ Lmsp
applegrove
(122,925 posts)littlemissmartypants
(25,123 posts)TexasProgresive
(12,275 posts)It does not sound like a whine fest- just the opposite, a journey from a pity party to strength. Reading this book is does not require the effort Strayed put into her pilgrimage. There is no shame in starting a book and ot finishing it. There's lots more books that need reading. I vote stray up the Pacific Coast trail with Strayed.
Unsentimental memoir of the authors three-month solo hike from California to Washington along the Pacific Crest Trail.
Following the death of her mother, Strayeds (Torch, 2006) life quickly disintegrated. Family ties melted away; she divorced her husband and slipped into drug use. For the next four years, life was a series of disappointments. I was crying over all of it, she writes, over the sick mire Id made of my life since my mother died; over the stupid existence that had become my own. I was not meant to be this way, to live this way, to fail so darkly. While waiting in line at an outdoors store, Strayed read the back cover of a book about the Pacific Crest Trail. Initially, the idea of hiking the trail became a vague apparition, then a goal. Woefully underprepared for the wilderness, out of shape and carrying a ridiculously overweight pack, the author set out from the small California town of Mojave, toward a bridge (the Bridge of the Gods) crossing the Columbia River at the Oregon-Washington border. Strayeds writing admirably conveys the rigors and rewards of long-distance hiking. Along the way, she suffered aches, pains, loneliness, blistered, bloody feet and persistent hunger. Yet the author also discovered a newfound sense of awe; for her, hiking the PCT was powerful and fundamental and truly hard and glorious. Strayed was stunned by how the trail both shattered and sheltered her. Most of the hikers she met along the way were helpful, and she also encountered instances of trail magic, the unexpected and sweet happenings that stand out in stark relief to the challenges of the trail.
A candid, inspiring narrative of the authors brutal physical and psychological journey through a wilderness of despair to a renewed sense of self.
https://www.kirkusreviews.com/book-reviews/cheryl-strayed/wild-pacific-crest-trail/
YankeyMCC
(8,401 posts)I did and it really stuck me as a powerful and moving story. Very authentic, I'm also an avid backpacker/hiker (although I haven't done any of the long trails like PCT) and I happen to be a Zen practitioner. I mention Zen because I've often drawn parallels between Shikantaza (zen meditation) and long hikes and although the author doesn't talk about a zen practice the way she discovers her life on the trail is very much like my experience in discovering my life via Shikantaza and on long hikes.
So well written and very authentic seeming and therefore I think it would not be a disappointment to anyone interested in reading a story that speaks to the heart of being a human being.
PS: In one scene she describes chasing away a bull with her eyes closed, then realizing that she had to either go forward or back along the trail but didn't know which way the bull went... very funny, very much pointing to the truth of human life, we never really know which way is safe to go...also very suggestive of a famous set of images in Zen, the Ox Herding sequence...anyway, I definitely recommend it for whatever that is worth.
applegrove
(122,925 posts)HuckleB
(35,773 posts)applegrove
(122,925 posts)HuckleB
(35,773 posts)It was one I didn't want to end!
(Funny thing. We live in Portland, and so we do a lot of backpacking in southwest Washington and on Mt. Hood. The ice cream shop/drive in where she ends her hike has been a long-time stop for us after backpacking treks. Now, I can't get the book out of my mind when we stop by afterward!)
applegrove
(122,925 posts)I lived in a tea house, with no electricity, in a hanging valley. I had to hike two hours down the mountain to catch a bus to the smaller towns on my days off. What a fool I was. I should have hiked on my days off. I loved it and the beauty and adventure but as a teen saw hiking itself as work, not pleasure.