Also, “How do people keep track of where you are and know when to raise the alarm if you are lost or hurt?” (Answer: via the trail register and agreed check-ins).
Wild also answered various questions I didn’t know I had, like ‘How do you get money and supplies sent to you when you’re ‘off grid’?” (Answer: via pre-packed boxes you send yourself, to trading posts and agreed rest stops). I had no idea hiking could be such fun ( as well as difficult as hell!). So, I found myself devouring her tales of snow and coyotes rattlesnakes and rain of meeting men on the trail – most friendly, one not-so-friendly – plus numerous parties and gatherings at campgrounds. It’s a genius move, because it pulls you right in from the offset. Strayed begins with the loss of one of her boots down the mountain, so she ends up barefoot, with a monster of a pack, miles from anywhere with only one shoe. Actually, scratch that – the first image. But I am a big Reese Witherspoon fan, so I figured I could watch the movie as well as do one of these Book Versus Film articles, if nothing else. Plus I live in Devon, so I’m spoiled: I can see lovely scenery every day of the week, I don’t need to imagine it. Whilst I love to see beautiful scenery, I’m the lazy type who likes to see it zip by in the car.
After all, I have never hiked the Pacific Crest Trail I hate camping I hate the Great Outdoors generally. I don’t mind admitting my heart sank a bit. She likes shoes (I think she was a dog in a former life) and said she picked it out because of the boot on the front. That said, one of my ways of reducing my TBR is by getting my girls to pick out books at random and my six year old pulled this one out recently. That said, a memoir about hiking did not feature high on my ‘To Be Read’ list. I have posted before that I love memoir anyway, so I should have known the chances were high I would enjoy this tale of suffering and stamina … But I had no idea how much I would recognise here!
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