“I realise that, in one way or another, my entire life, the End Times have always seemed imminent, and I’ve been perpetually alert for tectonic surprises, Biblical raptures, nuclear blasts, the metaphorical ticks of the Doomsday Clock’s second hand. Through the decades, the End Times have travelled along with me, taking on new forms, gathering in new fears.”
First of all – what a great cover! And more importantly what a damn interesting book this is. This one of those books I picked up on a total whim on a recent mass trawl at the library and was plucked almost an afterthought and I’m so glad I did – a real gem.
“A 2.1 metre-thick coal seam sighted in the Mokihinui River in 1862 first alerted prospectors to coal on the West Coast. We have been chasing it ever since, first chipping it off cliffs, then chasing it underground, now digging it out of massive pits, to get every last bit. So we can burn it and release its carbon into the warming atmosphere.”
The author has a lovely way of seeing the world and at times quite a beautiful and articulate way of sharing that with us, really bringing the South Island’s West Coast to life. She even mentions a bakery I went to yesterday (great buns & cakes but dreadful veggie pies). One of the things I loved most about this book is that for a time I wasn’t 100% sure if it was fact and fiction?...In this case I started off believing this was fiction so it was a lovely surprise when I realised it was non-fiction.
“For Indians and the Japanese to send a boat from the northern hemisphere to us, rather than get all their coal locally, tells you something about this coal.”
It’s a bit of a cliché to say that Aotearoa’s West Coast is home to those who have evolved to become hardy, practical down to earth friendly types. The region is renowned for having a fickle, often tempestuous and unforgiving climate, its home to the treacherous Alpine Fault, and the ever retreating Franz Josef Glacier, some rare fauna, as well as many precious minerals, not least coal, gold and even uranium.
At times there were slight elements of Fiona Farrell in here, Priestly has a really strong voice, and I think the bravery she shows in willing to be so frank, open and vulnerable to the reader really allows a deeper and more immediate connection to be formed. It grants a kind of intimacy as she generates a succession of powerful images, conjuring up pictures of a cinematic quality, giving the feel of a goofy road movie, with some science on the side.
Priestly does such a beautiful job of bringing alive the magic, romance and mystery of the place making it feel both intimate and familiar but also alien and unknown. This is a fun, joyful and educational travelogue through some of the secret corners and treasured places of the West Coast and serves well both as an advert for the region, its people, its history and beauty as well as showcasing the qualities of the author, who really has produced a lovely piece of work.
“Life is a progression of moments and if you can get a couple of good ones in every day you’re doing okay.”