Fifty Miles Wide has an unlikely premise. Who on earth cycles and then writes about it and then who on earth cycles through Palestine and writes about it ? Both unusual scenarios. You could say that this is the best book ever written about cycling in Palestine; then again it might be the only book written about cycling in Palestine.
I have cycled lifelong: from it being a means of transport to school to it being a means of transport to work, to it being my elephant over the Alps and back one summer in the late 80s. BIkes are the future of transport, I have always believed that and maybe finally it is beginning to come true as we reel from the after effects of COVID and wonder if there is a new way of doing things only to discover it has been sitting there in your garden shed all along just waiting to be taken for a whirl. I digress but only minimally because this is a book for those who love cycling and who have felt the hum of your tyres on the road for a whole day, felt the thrum of the saddle on your crotch as you get off at the end of day's ride, and smelt whatever it is that wafts your way along the road. Sayrarer is a cyclist who loves his bike but he has a keen understanding of human nature and a desire to learn about what he encounters. So no the book is not just a cycling book, it is about many, many things and beautiful lyrical passages abound. It is a pleasure to read.
The Israeli/Palestinian conflict is the narrative of the book. Sayarer arrives in Tel Aviv to then cycle his way around Palestine. The book is compartmentalised into the geography of Palestine with chapters on the each chunk. At every point Sayarer observes things both Israeli and Palestinian as he weaves his way between the two political entities that share this same land space. The Kibbutzim, the soldiers at the checkpoints, the street sellers, the hip hop band in Ramallah, the former peace negotiator, the boy cyclist, the foreign engineer toiling to fix things in Gaza ....The cast list is long as the book focuses on the small moments of interaction that Sayarer experiences on a daily basis. Written over 2 weeks the writing is immediate and compelling. Sayarer must have stopped during the day to write because the book fizzes with images and impressions that could only have been formed in the moment.
Sayarer asks questions all the time. In the book he is constantly trying to understand and he asks everyone he meets about their lives and their attitudes to the conflict. Sayarer wants to comprehend and as the book goes on he does draw conclusions. There is history, there is context and there is a rich vein of personal stories to illustrate Sayarer's observations on a strip of land that is but 50 miles wide.
There is a Jordanian vignette but the book's centrepiece is Palestine. I loved reading this on many levels. As Sayarer observes a man with a bicycle is a disarming thing. You cannot be anyone's enemy and the bike will make you friends. Enjoy Sararer's ride through the most complex political stalemate of the modern age.