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It pains me to say it (because I really like Peter Heller) but this book was not great for me. He’s a great outdoor/nature writer and this book really brings out his love of rivers and fishing. Unfortunately, I don’t know much about paddling or rivers (and what I do know, I know from reading non-fiction by Heller) but this book seems to include a lot of technical stuff that likely makes the story better if you really understand it....but I don’t.
But more importantly I don’t think he sets up the central premise of the fighting couple in the fog and the murderous husband well enough. It seems like a leap that I didn’t quite buy into (same as Wynn, I guess) and that made me struggle all along to appreciate the character of Jack. I never warmed up to him and had trouble embracing the later sections.
As I mentioned, I really like Heller’s writing both fiction and non-fiction, and I feel like here he threw too much non-fiction into this fiction book and it suffered for it. Sticking with Goodreads two stars descriptor: Just OK ( )
Two men paddling down a river doesn't sound like it'll be much of a book, but add in a wildfire, a woman who has been found beaten insensible and you will have what might be a standard action novel. I the hands of Heller, though, it becomes more. This is a paean to river paddling in the north woods. This is a study (contrasts and compare) of a strong and trusting friendship between two white men from opposite sides of this country. I'm sure I'll want to read this again, even tho I will no longer have the suspense of an unknown ending. ( )
An enthralling story of a canoe trip in Canada's northern wilderness. I love outdoor adventure stories so this was right up my street. Two college friends face a forest fire, a badly injured woman and some unwelcome company. It is filled with suspense that made it a page-turner, hard to put down. And although the ending was disappointing it did not lower my rating. ( )
"On this side were only low hisses, a ticking and chirping, a simmering crackle like a million crickets, hellfire crickets, singing of apocalypse and char."
Wow! I could not put this book down. It's a short novel, but it's intense! I expected to book to be a man vs nature story, but it's so much more than that. There is literary quality to this book that I did not expect. The character development, setting, and themes are incredibly well done. I don't want to give anything away. This novel had some twists that I did not expect, which is saying something, because I tend to figure out how these kinds of stories play out fairly quickly. I cried too, which was unexpected. I loved the descriptions, but I could have done with less description of the camping gear. I particularly loved the complex character development and how the friendship between Jack and Wynn play out under the most strenuous of circumstances. Although not pervasive, there is some explicit language.
CAWPILE Rating:
C- 9
A- 10
W- 7
P- 8
I- 9
L- 8
E- 8
Avg- 8.5= ⭐⭐⭐⭐
#mmdchallenge (a book by an author who is new to you) ( )
This novel was like shooting the rapids, with brief, reflective lulls to catch your breath. One of the best books I've read in a long while. If you enjoy stories about wilderness survival and humanity and friendship stressed to the limits - read it! ( )
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To my father, John Heller, the best storyteller I ever heard.
Who first took me out in small boats, and who sang "Little Joe the Wrangler" and "Barbara Allen."
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They had been smelling smoke for two days.
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"It'll jump the river like a semi running over a chipmunk."
When Jack's mother died, Jack's father, Shane, stopped talking. It wasn't like Jack was missing much—his father had been a man of few words, unlike his father's brother, Lloyd, on the next ranch over, who could talk the bark off a tree.
And the larger lake birds, the rare heron the color of fog beating out the slow cadences of lunar time
Now an arc of greener light shot from the top of the falls and jumped the current of the Milky Way and ignited a swirl of pink in the southeast that humped and crested like a wave. Jack shivered. The northern lights had just enacted what the heat and sparks would do when they jumped the river. It was like a portent—more: a preview—and it was as if every cantlet and breath of the night was filled with song—and silent. It was terrifying and unutterably beautiful.
Well. With everything seeming to fall apart, good habits were one thing to hold on to.
...the fire in its fury could speak in tongues, could speak the language of every enemy. And sing, too. Over the rush, very faint, was a high-pitched thrum, a humming of air that rose and fell almost in melody.(p171)
Between the tall trees on either bank was a swath of stars, a river of constellations that flowed...as infused with bubbles of light as the aerated water of a rapid...it flowed with a majestic stillness...Could spirit live there? In such a cold and silent purity of distance? Maybe it wasn't silent at all. Maybe in the fires that consumed those stars were decibeled cyclones and trumpets and applause. (P.171)...the water and the stars might sing to each other in a key inaudible, usually, to the human ear...if wolves and, and coyotes, and elk and birds, and wind, and we, too, it was probably in response to a music we didn't know we could hear. (p.209)
They roused. They shook off their lethargy and found the rod cases in the pile.
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And then, he picked up the canoe and held it in his hand, and walked back into town.
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But more importantly I don’t think he sets up the central premise of the fighting couple in the fog and the murderous husband well enough. It seems like a leap that I didn’t quite buy into (same as Wynn, I guess) and that made me struggle all along to appreciate the character of Jack. I never warmed up to him and had trouble embracing the later sections.
As I mentioned, I really like Heller’s writing both fiction and non-fiction, and I feel like here he threw too much non-fiction into this fiction book and it suffered for it. Sticking with Goodreads two stars descriptor: Just OK (