It’s been difficult to blog lately. There is so much negativity floating around on television, talk radio, and on the web that it’s hard to remain “unpolitical.” I’m a small publisher -not a big politician.
So, we won’t talk about the “China Virus”, vaccines, boosters or mandates. We won’t talk about the government or any decisions that come out of Washington. We won’t talk about the rampant crime…or my extremely high cholesterol that I am ignoring. So the following should be uplifting…
I definitely enjoy promoting my authors and haven’t done so for a long spell. So over the course of the next few months I’ll be introducing readers to some amazing, interesting, unique people. I’m excited to start on this brag-a-thon!
However, before I launch my authors I do want to mention another author…one I didn’t publish, but one that I have found to be so inspiring that I’ve now read two of his books and have started a third.
Meet Colin Fletcher, author of many unbelievable adventures! The first book of his that I read was The Man Who Walked Through Time, and it was an incredible account of Colin’s walk from one end of the Grand Canyon Park to the other…279 miles…alone. He was the first person to do this, and for all I know the last to do so. I have to say that a big takeaway is that this book made me wish I had majored in Geology. I love rocks and am constantly stealing them, by the way. Although, in my defense I’ll just say that before I take one I always ask (silently) if the rock wants to go with me or not. Sometimes I get a strong feeling that the rock expresses NO. Other times it’s willing to go with me. Rocks actually are alive, by the way…they have cells. Slow moving ones. Anyway, Colin’s knowledge of the geography and the millions of years it took for the formation of the canyon is incredible. It was almost impossible for me to really grasp the time …we’re talking millions upon millions and more millions of years.
The last pages of the book brought it all together. He’d completed the journey, but what was the point of it all? What he said was absolutely perfect…that’s the best I can say. It was stunning.
The second book was The Thousand Mile Summer, and this journey actually took place before the canyon trek. Colin walked from Mexico to the Oregon border long before there was a Pacific Crest Trail, and long before that eastern part of California was developed the way it is today. His journey was fascinating and it was one that I felt was doable…that is if I wanted to carry a heavy pack and sleep on the ground. Which I don’t want to. I’d surely try it if someone would carry my pack and there were bed and breakfast places along the way. Nevertheless, the book was very inspiring and I do intend on doing much more hiking! Fletcher has a keen, artistic knack for describing everything, and it seems he is always in the NOW. He is incredibly observant and always PRESENT. I’m jealous of this! I need to get my brains to shut-up and stop wandering about.
I recently started The Secret Worlds of Colin Fletcher but left it in Arizona when we departed for Anacortes. I’ll get back to it when we return in two weeks. I hope to snowshoe a great deal of that distance…well, maybe a few miles.