An ode to paths and the journeys we take through nature, as told by a gifted writer who stopped driving and rediscovered the joys of traveling by foot.
Torbjørn Ekelund started to walk--everywhere--after an epilepsy diagnosis affected his ability to drive. The more he ventured out, the more he came to love the act of walking, and an interest in paths emerged. In this poignant, meandering book, Ekelund interweaves the literature and history of paths with his own stories from the trail. As he walks with shoes on and barefoot, through forest creeks and across urban streets, he contemplates the early tracks made by ancient snails and traces the wanderings of Romantic poets, amongst other musings. If we still "understand ourselves in relation to the landscape," Ekelund asks, then what do we lose in an era of car travel and navigation apps? And what will we gain from taking to paths once again?
3.5 Paths, trails, hiking walking. I know many have hiked regularly but it because a bigger thing to me when Covid hit. Walking along our river trails became a way to get out, to see something different and I came to realize how it was so necessary for my mental and physical health.. The author began walking everywhere when his epilepsy made it impossible to drive. He too notes that hiking/walking is an inner journey as well as an outer one. I couldn't agree more.
He discusses many trails, in many different countries. The Appalachian trail, which was once the longest but has been demoted in length by the Great trail in Canada. The PCT trail, and how it is maintained and how many walk this trail yearly. E-trails in the EU, trails that lead from one to another.
Dangerous trails such as the Caminito del Rey in Spain, a trail that has claimed many lives and was closed for repair. It has since been reopened and here is a link if you're curious. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Caminit.... Definitely not for me.
Parts personal story, some history and some great looks at nature, remembrances and famous people who have hiked. I loved his story about spending a summer barefoot and I could relate. When I was a teen at our summer cottage I too hated to wear shoes, went around barefoot and the rest he describes are the feet I too ended up with.
I listened to this. The narration of TJ Oberholzer was wonderful.
Of all the books I have read about hiking, this is the one that best mirrors the experience of going out for a walk and communing with nature.
Torbjørn Ekelund takes us along a myriad of paths; some have personal significance, others have a historical significance, and others have a significance that may be lost, but they are kept alive by the feet that tread on them. Each chapter in the book is a meditation on walking, nature, and human spirit and I cannot recommend this book enough.
For en nydelig bok om stien. En bok om natur. En bok med mange filosofiske betraktninger om langsomheten, om fraværet av travelhet og hva dette gjør med menneskesinnet. Jeg får lyst til å komme meg ut på stien. Ikke for å komme meg til et bestemt sted, fra A til B, men bare for å være der.
Ekelund’s book is, as the title says, about paths. Some paths take us where many other humans have already been. Other paths lead us to places we need to discover. More than anything, I believe the author wants the reader to understand that paths are both places that move us and places that demand we pause.
I liked this book, but I could not find a spark to ignite my deep interest in it. Partly, this was I found the author’s narrative tone to be off putting. It jarred with my belief of what I thought Ekelund was trying to create in the reader’s mind and imagination.
I found myself wandering away from the path of the book.
"We were nomads once. We migrated, never remaining for long in a single location. The world lay open and undiscovered, borderless. We could walk in any direction, follow our will, explore new lands." • Thoughts~ A beautifully written book paying homage to walking nature's paths and their significance with past and present. • In the last year I have been more and more drawn to nature writing. I find it a calming, beautiful and thought provoking pleasure to read. This was truly a interesting look at the act of walking in nature, the essence of paths and communing with nature and its ties to the human spirit. Ekelund incorporates personal with historical throughout these essays. His motivation for this book came from an epilepsy diagnosis that made his ability to drive difficult. So he started walking more and more, prompting reflection on the act of walking, and paths and certain paths we take, the paths that stick with us throughout our lives and the origins of paths themselves. If you enjoy Annie Dillard I think you would enjoy Ekelund's writing as well. • Thank You to the tagged publisher for sending me this book, opinions are my own. • For more of my book content check out instagram.com/bookalong
Praktfull reise gjennom stiens historie , filosofi , refleksjon, rekreasjon . Forfatteren skriver mye om dette diktet , jeg lar det stå for seg selv.
The Road Not Taken BY ROBERT FROST Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference. #stienshistorie #theroadnottaken #torbjørnekelund #robertfrostpoetry
This book is exactly what the title says, it is in praise of paths. I didn't gain much from this, but I didn't think I was going to. I was more curious about what Ekelund would say about paths (thinking it was going to be a bit more profound). I just felt like I was reading an older man's journal, and he just so happened to like to walk a lot.
Regardless, it was an okay read. Nothing awful, nothing spectacular. Pick it up if you want to be motivated to walk more through the world with your shoes off (which I do, so there's that).
Een droom van mij is om verre wandelingen te maken. Het ritme van de stappen, de rust, de eenvoud. Praktische bezwaren houden mij tegen. Dit is zo'n mooi boek, misschien het zetje dat ik nodig heb om ooit misschien echt op pad te gaan.
Geen nood, geen haast, paden wachten geduldig op diegene die ze wil bewandelen.
Non credo sia facile scrivere un libro con questo titolo. Come uno strambo sentiero, anche questo testo non porta da nessuna parte, ma tocca immagini, panorami e scorci delicati e interessanti - non geografici, ma emotivi. Ovviamente, per quanto riguarda la geografia, molta Norvegia.
I expected to enjoy this book. What I didn’t expect was to find myself desperate for the next moment I could pick up the book and read just a few more pages. A quick, pleasant read, true to its title.
An excellent read that is part memoir, part research into the history of walking from a Norwegian author, whose epilepsy diagnosis led to this journey. When his driver’s license got taken away, he decided that rather than rely on others for transport, he was going to take up walking. Yes, Norway has better infrastructure for that, but he still makes choices to walk places (such as some twenty miles from a train station to a family cabin in the woods) that many in our time would not. It changes the way he thinks, what he believes, and what he does when he is not walking (such as researching and writing about walking).
Ekelund dives into the history of Norwegian folk tales, which were collected by Asbjornsen and Moe by walking on foot from town to town, getting to know villagers and hearing their tales as they walked. He talks about the trails left by the Vikings, coastal trails taken by backpackers, and even the hunter-gatherer constant movement of our ancient ancestors. He delves into literature, the Romantic movement’s reclaiming of the natural over industry, the walking Saint Teresa of Avila, and the work of many Norwegian authors I’m adding to my TBR list! He discusses the science of what happens in our brain when we walk, what processes are awakened and what chemical reactions occur (and how these same things do not occur when we are running). And Ekelund makes some very interesting arguments about what our car-centric city planning has done to us. And that maybe it’s not what we were created for.
As someone who used to walk to work, to church, to running trails, and to the grocery store when we lived in Denver, I could not agree more with the assessment of walking and it’s transformative impact on so many parts of life. However, living where I live now, I am still convinced that walking is one of the best things I can do spiritually and physically. And after reading this book, I no longer feel that I am missing something by not being able to run anymore. If anything, I’ve gained a few things. One being, a stronger bond to my Norwegian heritage and a desire to walk all the trails Ekelund mentions. Anyone want to traverse some Norwegian paths with me?
Honestly, I loved this book. I enjoyed it so much and it changed me in a lot of ways. Here’s a passage that embodies one of it’s most important lessons to me: “Heraclitus was cleverer than that, and as I sat near the starting point of the path, the phrase finally took on new meaning for me. It isn’t the river that changes; it is the one who steps into it. Heraclitus is talking about people not about rivers and water. We cannot visit the same place twice because the place is colored by who we are when we come to it and we are always someone else never the same.” I highly recommend this book to others.
I can wholeheartedly recommend listening to the audiobook version while going for a walk. A delightfully immersive experience.
Ekelund has a unique perspective since he's unable to drive due to his epilepsy, and it has changed not only how he physically navigates the world, but how he thinks about his place in it. We go with him on several adventures, and other people tell us of their adventures as well, but the best thing this book does is make you want to go outside and see a little bit of the world.
I mean this not unkindly, but this book is a little pointless. I enjoyed that about it though. It praises paths. It meanders down the author's own mental path. I felt like I was in his mind as he walked a path. The book is peaceful, thoughtful, and makes you want to walk. There is an un-nameable type of beauty in it that wasn't related to well written sentences as much as authentic thought.
Things I'm still thinking about or enjoyed considering:
Part 2 Into the Wild: Robert Frost The Road not Taken - doubt - wasting energy regrets all the things he's decided for and sighs over those he has decided against - always wishing you'd taken another road
Part 3 Tracks: Read: Robert Moor - On Trails
Mental Detours: To hike - or to wander as is the germanic word for hiking, is a form that differs from walking: 1. expectations of distance 2. thinking important thoughts and appreciating the aesthetic views 3. takes place almost exclusively on trails and paths
Inner Landscapes: We don't remember abstract ideas as much as physical surroundings. Moments of significance don't leave us with quotes but we always know where we were.
"all the world's a stage" - less about the roles we play and more about where we play them - we remember the scenes and cannot remember the moments without the location
Anyone who must flea from their homeland knowing they might never see it again - who will they be for the rest of their lives when they can no longer return to the place where they came from? - Maybe the intimacy between humans and places exist because they are not sharply distinguishable from each other.
We shouldn't seek out childhood paths in order to walk them again.
This book came to me in the right place at the right time with the right words. I think all walkers will speed through it with heart shaped eyes and everyone might find themselves wandering a little more than usual afterwards. This reading was awesome!
Ekelund beautifully beckons us to friluftsliv via this gem of a book. "We have an inherent urge to wander that we seldom think about but that we are reminded of every time we follow a path." With Cairns and "comforting guides" along the way we see that the mover is also moved along in their journey, and discover that a path isn't solely about the future, but also blessedly about the past and the time and place we came from. Woven from threads of past, present and memoir this book is a transformative read.
This book wasn't bad, but it's not a book I'd recommend to a friend. It was well written, if a bit disjointed and I kept waiting for something deeper but it never came. I love walking and reading and I got a bit of introspection here on two of my favourite activities, but not much new insight.
We can never walk the same path twice; nothing remains the same.
How did the book make me feel/think?
The timing of this book arriving at my door could not be better. COVID-19 has almost shut down the world and will change the path of humanity.
They have laid me off—a 15-year career, all for…?
I’m scared.
Are you?
A bout’ of uncertainty laced with sadness kicked in—WTF is next?
My sadness manifested itself in a lack of movement. One day, I walked nine steps.
I burst out of sadness and moved. I also broke out of sorrow because I got fat. SO. We walked city paths and sidewalks excessively with my friend Jay. Some days, 20 miles. We tracked our distance and virtually walked from Vancouver to Saskatoon and back, 2,000 miles.
We walked and walked and walked and are still walking.
Amazing things began happening; my mind cleared, + fat melted away. I meditated. I became less scared of the future regardless of what destiny might have in store for me, us, the world?
By coincidence, “In Praise of Paths” landed at my door during this journey of discovery. It is an informative read, filled with delightful mind-bending insights on what happens when you walk into the past and then back to the present. It adroitly examines a spiritual awakening for many who embark on a journey into their souls and how we are destined to become who we are.
There was one thing in this compelling read that bothered me. A passage I feel has no place in society.
“When you walk, you don’t need spandex pants or a headband or one of those strange upper-arm configurations that joggers often wear as if it were a defibrillator or pepper spray, and they were running through Baltimore’s most dangerous alleyways.”
I was reading “In Praise of Paths,” I was reading “White Fragility.” I paused. Why would an author who’s walking paths in Norway mention Baltimore?
“In Praise of Paths” is an evocative trek to the abundant benefits of moving forward while reflecting on where we once were.
We can never walk the same path twice; nothing remains the same.
Bjorn Ekelund really speaks to me…I love reading about his adventures in the wilderness! I also enjoy the way he quotes other writers regarding hiking, thinking, and life itself. He is so honest and forthright in talking about his family and his life that I feel he is my friend. This book is about nature, walking and philosophy..loved it!
I received a copy of In Praise of Paths from Greystone Books in exchange for my honest review. All opinions are, of course, my own.
Do you enjoy hiking, nature, and, even more simply, just walking? If not, do you desire the inspiration to start?
Ekelund's book is both simple and deep in ways you probably didn't expect something could be. This book beautifully and succinctly describes the simple act of going for a walk. The author takes along a metaphorical path through paths that have much personal significance, others that have historical significance, and everything in between. Along the way, Ekelund divulges on walking, nature, and the human connection to it.
As I briefly read through previous reviews as I often do after finishing a book, I found two common types: the "couldn't love it more" and the "it didn't do it for me." All I can say is I'm glad I fall into the former category. Perhaps one must have to have already found an appreciation for walking and nature to enjoy it or perhaps we as a society are too far gone to see the simplistic importance that Ekelund describes so wonderfully. I hope not.
As a veteran hiker of both local paths (Cascade Mts) and long distance (English Coast to Coast, Iceland's Laugaveger, Potugal's Fisherman & Historic, China's rice terrace and Galigonshan Mts), I found Torbjorn's experiences totally relatable. A Norwegian, he tells of walking everywhere when he can no longer drive. He grows to love the slower pace of life, the flora/fauna surround, a summer without shoes, his mind equally put to wandering, and reminiscing of his favorite childhood path. He covers all types of paths - early humans, animal tracks, waterway paths by canoe, urban planners, - and wilderness with no paths using nature, GPS and intentional "getting lost". He also talks with the national orienteering coach about (my) sport! (I love a book that covers map and compass and calls it by it's name: orienteering). His way of writing is very down to earth, direct and succinct, perhaps because it is translated to English (?) Norway is a country that has a very solidly maintained hut to hut hiking/ski trail system, of which I am inspired to go try!