I’ve read a few travel/nature/tramping memoirs, the majority of which have been about young women either returning to or venturing into wild, remote places. (Think “Outrun” by Amy Liptrot and “Wild” by Cheryl Strayed). I wonder if this book has had some bad reviews because readers have measured it against that type of yardstick?
Tim Pankhurst, being a former newspaper man, is an engaging and knowledgeable writer who knows a lot of interesting and successful people. The story of their journey along the TA is peppered with anecdotes about the areas they pass through and the people who either drop in from time to time as support crew or join them for sections of the tramp.
I’m not the demographic who can appreciate Tim’s taste in wine or luxury accommodation, but I sure as hell can appreciate that three pensioners, with dubious levels of health, experience and confidence, set out to walk “every effing inch” of Te Araroa’s 3012 kilometres. We’re not talking about just a stroll in the woods. The South Island section of the track in particular includes snowy mountain passes, multitudes of river crossings, knee-high mudfields, and some truly “rustic” (i.e. downright dismal) hut accommodation. That’s a high level of decision making under pressure and physical/ mental endurance right there. Anyone who has experience of backcountry tramping in Aotearoa can surely forgive them for treating themselves to some luxuries along the way!
This is light, breezy read with plenty of dry humour and evocative descriptions of some of our wildest landscapes. For the would-be TA walker, it doesn’t gloss over less romantic aspects of the trail, such as some long connecting sections of risky and uncomfortable on-road walking. For the would-be walker, it’s an encouragement to get out and enjoy this beautiful country of ours. When I retire, I hope that I have the health, financial means and support crew around me to make this sort of endeavour a possibility for me as well!