I read this book last weekend when we were in Tahoe. It seemed like a very “Tahoe-ish” book to read while relaxing in the hammock. While reading, I actually got so excited about it, called my mom and told her I found a great book that she should read. She asked for the name and I said, “Wild. It’s a book about a girl that hikes the entire Pacific Crest Trail—all 2,650 miles of it—by herself. It’s insane”. She paused. Then laughed. Then said she was currently reading the same book and halfway through. Like mother like daughter, right?
I really enjoyed this book. In general, I really enjoy survival stories just because I think it’s just nuts what our bodies can put up with outside of our comfort zone. I was a big fan of Hatchet and Julie of the Wolves when I was a kid. I also really enjoy reading memoirs written by women dealing with grief. Maybe that’s an odd, slightly dark, subject matter, but since I wrote one myself I’m pretty partial.
In Wild, Cheryl deals with the death of her mother by taking her grief out on the trail. She decides to hike the entire Pacific Crest Trail, all the way from the California border near Mexico to Oregon, by herself. I think I was immediately drawn to this book because I thought, “I could NEVER do that.” And she did it! I couldn’t really relate to the main character much, but I still loved reading about her experience. Are you guys fans of survival tales? I liked Into the Wild but it made me crazy by the end.
On that note, Adam and I are doing a hike around here today….we probably won’t last as long as Cheryl did though. I’m thinking four miles….then stopping for ice cream.