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"The incredible follow-up to the international bestseller The Salt Path, a story of finding your way back home. Nature holds the answers for Raynor and her husband Moth. After walking 630 homeless miles along The Salt Path, living on the windswept and wild English coastline; the cliffs, the sky and the chalky earth now feel like their home. Moth has a terminal diagnosis, but together on the wild coastal path, with their feet firmly rooted outdoors, they discover that anything is possible. Now, life beyond The Salt Path awaits and they come back to four walls, but the sense of home is illusive and returning to normality is proving difficult - until an incredible gesture by someone who reads their story changes everything. A chance to breathe life back into a beautiful farmhouse nestled deep in the Cornish hills; rewilding the land and returning nature to its hedgerows becomes their saving grace and their new path to follow. The Wild Silence is a story of hope triumphing over despair, of lifelong love prevailing over everything. It is a luminous account of the human spirit's connection to nature, and how vital it is for us all"--… (more)
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While the first book was filled with a sense of hope, this one just felt dragged down with despair and the feeling of inevitability. The Icelandic trip felt like a last ditch effort to recapture something that had passed, although the author still shines at writing descriptively about nature, I wasn’t able to recapture the feeling of wonder and adventure that the first book generated.
I do wish that I had stopped after the first book. The Wild Silence felt like it was put together with bits and pieces to be used as filler, it wasn’t cohesive and didn’t seem to have a theme. It did however, improve a lot once they went to Iceland and were hiking again but by that time, my interest had waned.
With The Wild Silence, she didn’t have as much of a sharp focus, and she went on a bit of an Australian walkabout thematically, before focusing on the property they’re improving, Moth’s health, and a new hike the two took in Iceland. By the time I finished the second book, I found it lacking in comparison. Most likely it was because I so related to the poverty and the loving nature of the first book, when they faced such dire straits together. With this book, her writing wandered and hiking in Iceland just seemed so out of character.
There is a very powerful section of this book when Raynor is dealing with her mother’s health problems, which seem to be steadily improving, and then she suddenly suffers a serious stroke, and is there no more. These times were very personal and almost raw. Also, she seemed to be caught off guard, after all that time spent being so focused on Moth’s health problems.
The publication of the first book changed their lives socially and financially. It brought them a much-needed income, and it also attracted a Londoner named Sam who owned a home in an ancient apple orchard in Cornwall. The land’s soil had been depleted to the point where nothing grew, and Sam was determined to sell or find someone to restore the land. After reading and adoring the first book, he knew that Moth and Raynor were a perfect fit for the place, as they would understand what needed to be done.
As became abundantly clear over time, the doctors were wrong about Moth and the effects of exertion on his health. In the first part of this book, Moth is very busy but sedately completing his academic degree, and his health is steadily declining. Once they are on the Cornwall property, and Moth is very active physically with the land and the house improvements, his health is again improving. The couple come together again through physical challenges out-of-doors. The following lines by Raynor stuck with me. "I needed the safety of being one with the land," she writes. "Without it I would never be whole." She should let herself ponder things more often, because she is very good when she reflects about life, love, the natural world, and the human condition. It’s certainly didn’t originate with her, but considering her history, it’s apt when she wonders how people have become so detached from the natural world.
This is a genre I am always interested in: intimate, knowledgeable, loving studies of nature, wilderness, or farm life. But my bar
No quarrel with Winn's character (I quite identify with her anti-social tendencies, and this last year and a half hasn't helped), her sincerity, her passion for the natural world, and driving desire to describe and share it with her readers (and her beloved husband). She has been amazingly staunch and courageous in the face of her family misfortunes, and how she has clung to what the world can give her in joy and awe. I just didn't care for how she writes about them. I am - like her, in a way - more interested in the woods, the prairies, the badgers, and foxes than I am in human travails, and so want to read more about them, themselves, than how they make a particular human feel or what she thinks about them. So this one just wasn't for me.
Ray writes so lyrically and descriptively. She captures the world
In some ways, I feel like she's charting pieces of my life. I read The Salt Path before I hiked Offa's Dyke Path on my own. I read this book while dealing with my son's diagnosis of PLS and it has encouraged me to push him to read about Moth and his struggles and triumphs.
I look forward to more from Ms. Winn and I encourage all to read her books.
Next, the horrors of the gamekeeper are introduced. Not compelling reading.
The sadness of her Mother's dying was strangely interspersed with meeting and marrying Moth.
Thankfully the
have to go down the No Money No Food poverty chain which wore thin in the first book.
The plot picks up as Moth start to regain his health on the rental farm they are restoring and
the join up with their old PATH friends, Dave and Julie, as they go WALKING again with Paddy Dillon.
Iceland descriptions are enthralling.
(Though readers may well tire of again hearing about pee-ing and toilet blocks.)