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I may be in the minority, but I believe that this is possible to some extent. The month I have spent here in Phoenix, in solitude (relatively speaking, not withstanding Camelback and Piestewa, LOL) but just on trail, I have learned a lot about myself that I did not know, or maybe hiking doesn't create character and strength, it just reveals it???azbackpackr wrote:A lot of people believe they are going to "find themselves" by hiking the trail,
Already read the book... Many times in the book I wondered how someone could be so stupid yet survive.Jason Cleghorn wrote:I also want to read the book and see the movie...
We posted at the same time (see above).CannondaleKid wrote:Already read the book... Many times in the book I wondered how someone could be so stupid yet survive. I haven't been in a big-screen movie theater in something like 6 years so I'd probably experience culture shock.Jason Cleghorn wrote:I also want to read the book and see the movie...
But, was it worth the time?Sredfield wrote:I listened to the book, it passed the time.
I think I may know which book it was... thankfully both books were at the library.autumnstars wrote:I read a different "clueless newbie" PCT hiker book and it was a complete waste. Nothing learned, nothing taken away.
That's what I'm thinking...te-wa wrote:...catch it later on NetFlix
The film’s producers, including Witherspoon, strove for accuracy—right down to the era-appropriate gear that appears on-screen. The wardrobe crew raided Next Adventure, a second-hand gear shop in Portland, to find gaudy 1990s jackets for extras. The movie version of “Monster,” Strayed’s overstuffed backpack, is the same model as Strayed’s original Gregory, though engineers modified the harness for the meerkat-size Witherspoon. A retinue of Pacific Crest Trail specialists were even on hand to make sure signs and logbooks looked legit.
And that brings us to Wild’s little secret: Hollywood’s big backpacking movie isn’t really about backpacking at all. Like the book, it’s a mother-daughter love story wrapped in all the senseless pain and elation of learning to accept bad decisions and crappy situations, to dig deep and carry on. Those are the very same forces that get people off mountains or back on bikes after things go really wrong.
. . .Some of the scenes are so brutal and sad that even thinking about them now makes me cringe. No doubt, Wild the movie—like Wild the book—will have its haters. Yet even they should recognize that it lays bare a simple truth: that wilderness can bring peace and even a sense of purpose. When Witherspoon’s character realizes this at the very end of the film, the theater may fill with tears. Don’t be surprised if some of them are yours.
That's where I got it also. If Wild doesn't show up on our take-one-leave-one shelf at work soon, I shall get it at the library too.CannondaleKid wrote:thankfully both books were at the library