my take: This is a great adventure and great memoir. Really, by the end, I felt like I’d hiked a long time.
I almost couldn’t believe at the beginning that she could actually do it … when I read about her pack I thought, “NO! Go back! Don’t do it!”
Okay, okay, okay, I admit I’d never heard of the Pacific Crest Trail before reading this. I have heard of the Appalachian trail and this is it’s sister trail on the west coast – only not as well known and not as well equipped in terms of hiker accommodations.
It really is WILD. And so is the author. And she can write.
The subtitle is “From Lost to Found on the Pacific Crest Trail” and she’s fairly free with her lost-ness in terms of relationships, drug use, and all manner of other human folly. And she’s fairly inspiring.
I found the story riveting and was so happy to have a full day at the beach to indulge. And equally happy I was not hiking ….
my source: various and a sundry lists
my verdict: great read … two hankies for me (even hubby cried reading it) … be prepared
I had the same reaction a few times of wanting to tell her, nooooo, bad choice! But that was part of what I thought made it interesting – she's so different from me. Made for a great story that I was happy to experience from my reading chair rather than in the wild…