Has anyone else read this? Published last year and (as the name suggests) a hymn to unlocked shelters and their role in the mountains, it should be absolutely fascinating. It's got fulsome cover quotes for Adam Nicolson, Dan Richards, Sophie Haworth and others. And I'm really struggling to get in to it.
I'm possibly not the target audience (from long summer evenings at Black Thomas' Hut on Raasay to Sourlies or midwinter climbing trips to Culra, I have already benefitted from their existence), and I'm no artist or historian (the author has some impressive if rather esoteric publications). I do have an academic background so I can appreciate the extensive work that has gone in to it - particularly the research and referencing, but I'm just failing to get me entranced and instead I find myself getting irked by the prose.
It's not that I don't care about the same things as the author - bothies, mountains, climate change, habitat loss, demographic shifts away from the outdoors in general but paradoxically towards areas not well suited to cope with an influx of frequently ill-equipped visitors. Perhaps I'm insufficiently enlightened - I view bothies as a fabulous and precious resource that allow me to visit different areas with a degree of comfort I might not get in a tent, rather than going to a bothy as being the point of going out - a bit like going to the pub, but on a grander scale and with more mud and worse toilets. Perhaps I'm not buying the 'oral traditions of songs as fragments of Gaelic oral culture' and their role in social constructs of shelter: worthy and should be recorded but not something that impacts on my life much - possibly reflecting my colonial heritage as an Englishman. Perhaps being stuck in Shenavall with an aggressive scot who drank a whole bottle of whisky while becoming increasingly erratic and disturbed has given me a different perspective that is perhaps less rosy?
"A shelter may be a place to hide away, a retreat from the stresses of modern life, a retreat into time and space, an escape from personal trauma or war or covid, but at its most basic it's just somewhere to rest for the night. It struck me how a bothy is deeply intertwined with the need to sleep and to find a place to lay your head, with some protection from the dark, the weather and the wind." Well... yes? Are we surprised that mountain accommodation for the night is connected to needing a kip out of the rain? Why is my internal monologue delivering this in the voice of a particularly irritating Radio 4 presenter in a mid morning slot who has just discovered these things called bothies and wants the world to share in songs around the fire?
I'm keeping going as I don't wish to be defeated and hopefully I will get more used to her style. The footnotes and historical stuff are fascinating, but the author's back story for me takes away rather than adds to the content. At present though it is filling in some texture to my mental map of bothies and their place in the hills, at the expense of navigating the blindingly obvious as fundamental discoveries. Interested to hear if anyone else has had a better experience overall?
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