A review by hiroto
Indian Creek Chronicles: A Winter Alone in the Wilderness by Pete Fromm

2.0

Only three stars? What happened here? Well, it was me having too high expectations. Somehow I thought this book was going to be funny, or if not, at least fun. It honestly wasn't.

I thought the story was going to be engaging, but I couldn't find myself more detached from the narrator, it felt really immature and somewhat... cold (which the humor of that isn't lost on me).
Pete Fromm recalled how he spent his winter working as a fish and game employee, alone during the hardest time of the year, having to hunt for himself and walk everyday as of to no get bored. Well, I *was* bored. It just wasn't compelling enough.
The part I actually enjoyed was the last chunk of the book, where he talks about Spring and how it transform the whole paysage and how it also affects him mentally. That was quite well written.

The rest? Blah, Bland and Boring. Stories of hunts and solitude and more hunts and always hunts.

In the end, three stars is a high rating.