Product Description

The Wild Places is both an intellectual and a physical journey, and Macfarlane travels in time as well as space. Guided by monks, questers, scientists, philosophers, poets and artists, both living and dead, he explores our changing ideas of the wild. From the cliffs of Cape Wrath, to the holloways of Dorset, the storm-beaches of Norfolk, the saltmarshes and estuaries of Essex, and the moors of Rannoch and the Pennines, his journeys become the conductors of people and cultures, past and present, who have had intense relationships with these places. Certain birds, animals, trees and objects snow-hares, falcons, beeches, crows, suns, white stones recur, and as it progresses this densely patterned book begins to bind tighter and tighter. At once a wonder voyage, an adventure story, an exercise in visionary cartography, and a work of natural history, it is written in a style and a form as unusual as the places with which it is concerned. It also tells the story of a friendship, and of a loss. It mixes history, memory and landscape in a strange and beautiful evocation of wildness and its vital importance.

Product Details

• Amazon Sales Rank: #1211 in Books
• Published on: 2007-09-03
• Binding: Hardcover
• 340 pages

The Sunday Times
"... a descriptive writer of breathtaking power"

Scotsman
"Nature is a passion that Robert Macfarlane puts beautifully into words ... one of the finest nature writers in Britain"

Guardian
"The Wild Places is a book that inhales the zeitgeist, as well as the fresh air of open country"

Customer Reviews

rootless
This collection of essays is not in the same league as the wonderful 'Mountains of the Mind'. The writing is often sharp and lyrical, and often Macfarlane makes unexpected connections with ideas and writing that cause the reader to think in new ways.

However, there is a lingering sense of 'urban tourist' to my mind. Ironically, for a book which tries to examine place and belonging, there is a rootlesness that tends to look at the world in an almost colonial way. This is most obvious in the sections which deal with Scotland, Ireland or Wales, all countries with combine a strong sense of 'place with indigenous literature and language. Macfarlane never really seems to get to grips with this, and seems to see these countries as variations of a type of 'Englishness' that are seen through the prism of the English literary canon. He makes little acknowledgement of the link between landscape and landscape (Gaelic (Scots and Irish) and Welsh) and the fact that there is a long cultural tradition that predates and has a very different worldview from that of the Romantic poets who 'discovered' and idealised wild landscape.

In summary, this is an interesting but flawed collection of essays.

A real treasure
I cannot speak highly enough of this book, which tells the story of a fascinating series of journeys to wild locations around the British Isles.

It is written with obvious love for those places - the author's experience on the summit of Ben Hope being a single possible exception. The writing is superb - words are chosen and sentences are crafted in much the same way Macfarlane selects fascinating pebbles or birds' feathers from a shoreline and proudly displays them back at home.

The book is also very moving. It recounts tragic episodes from history in the Highland clearances and the Irish famine. But Macfarlane also writes about fellow author and environmentalist Roger Deakin - first of their experiences of joyfully exploring the wild places together, then of Deakin's untimely death from a brain tumour. Macfarlane's grief is palpable.

But this is, above all, an uplifting book and a reassuring one. Macfarlane comes to the conclusion that the wild places are not only in the extremities of Scotland, Ireland etc, but can also be found where we live.

For me, this is one of those books I will lovingly treasure and give pride of place on my own mantelpiece alongside the interesting shell and the fascinating pebble.

makes you want to get out there...
A book that celebrates all that is so utterly wonderful about being on top of a hill when the wind gets up and the rain comes down. This young Cambridge don has taken an idea and seen it through with admirable commitment. He really does reach some pretty faraway spots and sleeps out in them! In extreme weather... Brilliant! We know that our ancestors or ascetic monks have done it, but it's another thing in the modern age to sleep out on a mountain without a tent in midwinter. He writes with flair and feeling - eager to capture why we all love to walk along the shore, up the peak, along the track. He is guilty of overwriting at times and he does get a little morbid regarding his friend (of four years) roger deakin. He doesnt quite have the natural humanity of deakin - read 'waterlog' for a real masterpiece. But that kind of wisdom comes with age. And here Macfarlane has left us with a book to inspire and jolt us into adventure. hear hear... am already planning my trip