Avail Yourself Landlines Originated By Raynor Winn Readily Available As Audiobook
brilliant inspirational read. Now where are my walking boots Exceptional book beautifully written I have been on a journey, If you liked The Salt Path youll enjoy this book, an incredible adventure with notes about the wildlife and surroundings in beautiful detail.
Questions raised on climate change, the obvious effects noted, What I also liked is that it showed the broad spectrum of people and community, Eindelijk was daar dan het derde deel van de tocht van Moth en Ray, Wederom de prachtige, heldere en beeldende taal, Het voelt alsof je deel bent van de wandeling, Een aantal elementen werden vaak herhaald Rays schuldgevoel, Moths langzame herstel, het thee drinken, tóch als maar verder lopen, waardoor het soms wat voorspelbaar werd.
Ik miste de onverwachte wending en / of nieuwe gebeurtenis in dit boek een beetje,
Nieuw was het aansnijden van maatschappelijk relevante onderwerpen zoals klimaatverandering, de Brexit, Corona en oog voor biodiversiteit.
Mooi, maar in mijn ogen soms wat geknutseld,
Desalniettemin heb ik weer onwijs genoten van alle mooie omschrijvingen van de natuur, het gevoel en dat wat wandelen in je los maakt “We hebben geen uren of dagen geteld, maar zijn eenvoudigweg vervallen in een toestand van zijn, die kan ontstaan wanneer de gewone, beschaafde wereld je loslaat, zodat je wilde ik de ruimte krijgt” amp “Wanneer het leven wordt teruggebracht tot het hoogstnoodzakelijke, valt de tijd weg” Wat een doorzettingsvermogen hebben de schrijfster en haar man toch.
Je krijgt wel zin om mee te wandelen ook al zijn het bizarre tochten met buien, stekende insecten en soms onvriendelijke mensen.
A most enjoyable read. Enjoyable enough for me to read the first two books, :
My review is published in the November edition of Goodreading magazine, mida ma üldse saan Raynori ja Mothi loo kohta öelda sellist, mida ma eelmiste raamatute puhul juba öelnud poleks siin läheb ikka edasi seesama lugu, mis algas mitu aastat tagasi Mothi diagnoosi ja nende kodutuksjäämisega kodutuse teema sai lahenduse, aga ravimatu haiguse teema mitte.
täiesti ootuspäraselt halveneb Mothi tervis uuesti ja täiesti ootuspäraselt asubste abielupaar Raynor mõni aasta alla ja Moth mõni üle jälle matkarajale, sest see on see, mis enne on aidanud.
mul oli endal käepärast see sisurikkuja, et matkamine aitas jälle käisin hiljuti Landlinesi esitlusel ja suvel käisin ka ühel folkbändi kontserdil, kus Raynor oma tekste laulude vahele esitas.
Moth istus mõlemal korral tagareas ja oli täitsa hea tervise juures,
vast on siin raamatus eelmistest rohkem kõhklust ja süütunnet ja seda küsimust, et kas ta ikka suudab, kas me suudame.
muidugi ei võeta ette ka lihtsat ülesannet, esimene plaan on matkata läbi Cape Wrath Trail Šotimaal ja see on ka noore ja terve inimese jaoks paras katsumus.
aga lõppeb see lugu muidugi ikka sellega, et Fort Williamis pidama ei jääda, sest West Highland Way kutsub.
. . ja Glasgows ka ei jääda pidama, . . ja kui juba möödaminnes on Pennine Way ka ära tehtud, siis on selge, et enne koduni Cornwallis jõudmist see paar rongi peale ei istu.
need kohanimed ja rajajupid ja mudased rabanõmmed ja jäälind kanali kohal, need olid mulle kõik nii tuttavad.
ja muidugi soovin ma nüüd üle kõige võtta ka neli kuud vabaks ja sarnase seikluse ise läbi teha, ja okei, kui ma nelja kuud ei saa, siis vähemalt mingi osa ikkagi, ainult et kuidas ma valin, kas Pennine Way või West Higlnand või.
. . okei, ma pean ikka kõik tegema,
esimese raamatu kodutuseiklusest eristab seda siin muidugi asjaolu, et vahepeal on põhiliselt nendesamade raamatute abil majanduslikult jälle järjele saadud ja võimalik on vajadusel valida öö hotellis või, khm, osta jalgrattad.
rääkimata uutest matkasaabastest või telgist, selle üle on mul muidugi ainult hea meel, sest haige olla on juba piisav väljakutse ja seda pole tingimata vaja vaesuse lisamisega raskemaks teha.
noh, ja eelmistest raamatutest veel rohkem on siia puistatud moraaliga mõtisklusi sel teemal, kuidas inimesed kaotavad kontakti maaga, kuidas maa müüakse maha ja ehitatakse täis ja külvatakse sinna monokultuure ja loodusele jääb järjest vähem ruumi.
lisaks sinna juurde veel pandeemia lõpp usaldamatus võõraste vastu eriti väikestes kogukondades ja Brexitist tingitud jamad Raynor on sunnitud käima tuhat miili vale suurusega saabastes, sest tema suurust lihtsalt kuskil ei ole, sest.
. . tarneraskused ja kokku on see kõik ikkagi päris nukker ka,
aga ikkagi nii ilus lugu ses mõttes, et see kõndimine ikkagi päästab taas kord Mothi elu.
ja ma tahan uskuda maailma, kus saab niiviisi elusid päästa, I couldnt wait for this book to be in the US market so I ordered it from the UK.
I love Raynor Winns writing so much and connect so much with what drives them, Her writing is so poetic:
I fill my pockets with empty shells as we climb on to the headland, over grass kept razorshort by high winds, but carpeted with tiny yellow potentilla and grassshort Alpine flowers.
A final scramble over pink rock and this wild, alien corner of Scotland opens ahead of us, White scudding clouds throw shadows across moorlands stretching south towards the mountains of Sutherland, To the north, a coastline of rocky cliffs shines pink in the earlyevening sun, curving away towards the unobtainable Cape Wrath.
And to the west, the Atlantic Ocean, a far silverblue reaching all the way to Newfoundland,
I admit I felt a bit guilty reading her third book, I receive so much joy from her writing and this glimpse into their adventures yet their travels are inspired to help cope with Moths illness and I feel badly I receive join from their pain.
The artwork on her covers is beautiful too,
I also so connect with her activist beliefs, “Real change will take the consensus of humanity, ordinary people accepting that this is an existential crisis for us, as much as it is for the cuckoo.
The climate crisis cant be solved by carbon offsetting merely moving figures around the carbon chess board and allowing polluters to go on polluting.
That time is over. Time now for us to look up and see whats happening the cuckoos cant wait any longer, ” When did humans start to believe
our eco in the land required ownership and borders was it when we stopped moving and started to build Was that the moment we began to disconnect from the land and each other yet all the time while in the wilderness we argue about who wields the power, the climate is heating up and the very land over which were arguing is beginning to burn.
The UN climate report is published and they are calling it code red for humanity, The world will hit a tipping point in, The point of no return for many of us,
The true value of pine trees they emit a chemical known as pinene: for the trees it forms the haze that protects them from the heat of the sun for us it has an equally protective effect.
Scientists have found that when we inhale pinene it chemically interacts with our bodies, lowering levels of stress cortisol and enhancing the activity of anticancer killer cells.
Just imagine what the world could look like, Imagine a landscape filled with wildflowers and the rich smell of honey rising from acres of ladys bedstraw, the air thick with insects.
Its intoxicating.
Hearing stories on the hiking trails and connecting with others in this community is so powerful, Hearing the story of a father who did not achieve his aims, and living without doing the things he wanted to do of wishes and hopes that became nothing but regrets in the end.
They meet so many people who recommend they read The Salt Path to boost their spirits and are amazed at what they are doing at their age.
Why do young people think adventures stop when you gather a few wrinkles You just keep putting one foot in front of the other if you havent strained it yet.
Moth is also such a philosopher, The action of walking for a long time allows the world to fall away eventually the walker and the path become one, the walker reaches the way less way and one doesnt have to go to the top of the moors to reach wilderness.
Its already here imprinted on the inside like your no longer in the landscape but youre part of it you are the landscape.
This is such a story of hope and of love, Ray sees the light of hope and of the desire to keep trying, Moth wants to hike this adventure and she will always follow him, “Ive followed his wild enthusiasm for all of my adult life, followed it like a beacon through every twist and turn, in every hidden corner and exposed headland.
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“Thousands of feet over thousands of years have trodden many of the same trails we have, tracing their passage on to the landscape, imprinting their memories into the soil.
What remains are not just paths, their precious landlines that connect us into the earth, to our past and to each other.
Weve followed them for a thousand miles, heard so many stories and become something other than walkers, Were at the point where time and place and energy combine, where we become the path, the walker, and the story.
Were already part of our landlines, part of the song of the land,
What if we reimagine this land Create one where biodiversity and humanity are set free A land where we can feed ourselves without destroying our environment.
What if we join up the islands of stranded biodiversity Bypass the monocultures, Link our areas of wildlife dense habitat to other areas, creating corridors of natural abundance, Landlines that join, one to the other, across the country, giving biodiversity free passage through a network of wild arteries that flow into every depleted corner, where wildlife, plants, and humans roam free.
What if farmers reduce their reliance on chemicals, becoming educators, teaching non farmers and future generations that food is a precious commodity that our farmland is precious and biodiversity is too.