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Ray Connelly failed in his attempt on El Capitan, Yosemite's forbidding sheer rock face, letting down his friend Mo. He is in even more trouble with his friend having "borrowed" the many stories Mo has told him, written a book of them and their climbing adventures together and tried to get it published. Mo is not happy.Can he repair the rift in their friendship, what hopes of his future as a writer if he must abandon his cherished book, and has he finally found love in the form of Fiona, and how...
Soooo 1998, and reflecting the emotional maturity of an early twenty-something. Squirmily uncomfortable like listening to an overly-earnest person who is searching for their purpose in life and is not yet able to see the fun/contradictions/amusements in the search itself. Seriously, is it actually possible to read about someone else's trip at a Dead concert without gagging? The climb part itself was the least contrived, if you can make it to that part of the book. Makes me want to go back to Yos...
Feeling a little let down, now that I finished it. Was waiting for something epic to happen, but was only left to keep waiting. It did had a few good life lessons and lines towards the end, but felt like there could have been more. Maybe it's just me...and something about having "Most of all, I envied the water on the priest's pale, bony fingers" as the last sentence in the book bewilders me. Nevertheless, makes me want to find my calling in life and strive towards happiness, not in Mo's shadow....
Notes:Mountain metaphor...perhaps every book is about conquering a mountainMo RayMakes the reader think about love of self and others and physical objects and all the meandering thoughts in each of our cavernous minds. Pseudo philosophy and religion...drags the story...story recovers
I positively loved Duane's Caught Inside, about surfing. This was a good read but not a great one. I prefer his nonfiction accounts of surfing and mountain climbing; he has a marvelous narrative style.
I love a good climbing novel. This one was pretty good. A quick read. I read most of it while doing laundry.It started out really well, but then bogged down in cliched kinda zen philosophy and quasi-Kerouac-ish-ness (totally a word) towards the end.
great story, but not quite as good as Caught Inside.
I admire Dan's writing immensely.
I remember this story being kind of weird, like about stealing someone else's stories.
Great book for those that have hiked or climbed the sierras.