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4.22 AVERAGE
4.22 AVERAGE
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I never wanted to finish this book. It holds such beauty and power, making you think whilst also feeling as if you are walking alongside Ray and Moth. Already have a list of people to lend it to
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I have a complicated relationship with LANDLINES.
I SEE what Raynor Winn was going for - and perhaps if I had read her other books first I would get it - but it just left me cold.
LANDLINES is the memoir/travelogue of Raynor Winn and her husband Moth walking (with a brief cycling interlude) from the West Coast of Scotland back to their home in Cornwall.
Maybe it's because I'm Scottish myself, but I found the later sections more compelling. A lot of Winn’s revelations about Scotland were along the lines of ‘there’s more to the country than sheep and tourist tat’. Which. I mean. Sure.
The description of the country was beautiful, even, perhaps ESPECIALLY, when it was absolutely filthy weather. It's a talent to turn torrential rain and waist-high mud into a spiritual experience.
Not that the book - as Winn often mentions her other books do; there were so many chances meetings with fans - made me want to try walking. No amount of ‘trail magic’ could convince me. However I did appreciate that she advocates for a greater connection to the land, even if you live in a city, even if that isn't through walking miles upon miles. (I want to go to Mugdock Country Park again thanks to LANDLINES, and I haven't been since I was ten.)
I also have…feelings about the way that Moth’s disability is described. Particularly as it recedes. And there's very little discussion of how a more physically disabled person is meant to do half the shit that they managed. I don't know.
LANDLINES is certainly not a bad book, but I don't know if I'd recommend it without reservations.
I SEE what Raynor Winn was going for - and perhaps if I had read her other books first I would get it - but it just left me cold.
LANDLINES is the memoir/travelogue of Raynor Winn and her husband Moth walking (with a brief cycling interlude) from the West Coast of Scotland back to their home in Cornwall.
Maybe it's because I'm Scottish myself, but I found the later sections more compelling. A lot of Winn’s revelations about Scotland were along the lines of ‘there’s more to the country than sheep and tourist tat’. Which. I mean. Sure.
The description of the country was beautiful, even, perhaps ESPECIALLY, when it was absolutely filthy weather. It's a talent to turn torrential rain and waist-high mud into a spiritual experience.
Not that the book - as Winn often mentions her other books do; there were so many chances meetings with fans - made me want to try walking. No amount of ‘trail magic’ could convince me. However I did appreciate that she advocates for a greater connection to the land, even if you live in a city, even if that isn't through walking miles upon miles. (I want to go to Mugdock Country Park again thanks to LANDLINES, and I haven't been since I was ten.)
I also have…feelings about the way that Moth’s disability is described. Particularly as it recedes. And there's very little discussion of how a more physically disabled person is meant to do half the shit that they managed. I don't know.
LANDLINES is certainly not a bad book, but I don't know if I'd recommend it without reservations.
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I have a lot of respect and admiration for Raynor and her husband and feel quite stingy giving the book only three stars. It’s a nice, gentle read - very similar to her two previous books.
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