Summer Gone
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Summer Gone
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Takes place in the rough landscape of Ontario, it is the story of a father and his young son, and the silence between them that is broken one night on an ill-fated canoe trip. shortlisted for the Giller Prize in 1999 -glowing reviews from the Globe and Mail. --to be released at the next "Meet up" |
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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Not an easy read, with the frequent changes in time frames. The premise is an estranged father who is trying somewhat desperately to capture or create one 'perfect summer', or at least, what he percieves a perfect summer should be. He thinks a camping canoe trip into the semi-wild lakes will create a special memory for his son to recall in years to come and offer the opportunity for father-son bonding. The author paints a lovely picture of summers gone: perfect blue skies, canoeing in the early morning light, languid, lazy days spent sitting on the deck of a holiday cottage, listening to the loons and owls - the whole experience of the relaxed holiday cottage life. Unfortunately, this experience is somewhat diminished by trying to keep track of whether the father is talking about the present, or an earlier family trip to the lakes, or of his own childhood summer. Maybe the next reader will find it clearer and enjoy it more than I did. |
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Released 7 yrs ago (9/1/2004 UTC) at Sgurr Eilde Mor in Kinlochleven, Scotland United Kingdom WILD RELEASE NOTES: I left this book on the summit of Sgurr Eilde Mor (1010m/3314ft), the eastern-most of the Mamores. I started from Mamore Lodge and walked east along the wide, easy track towards Loch Eilde Mor. Before reaching the loch I took the narrow path that heads NE up around the shoulder of the Sgurr Beag. Coire an Lochan gave superb views down toward the Blackwater Resevoir and up to the Sgurr. I followed the shoulder of mountain to ascend it from the N weaving uphill between the loose stones and reaching the NE end of the summit ridge. It was a short easy stroll along the ridge to the summit. I left the book on the summit cairn wedged between the stones. My descent was by the extremely steep W ridge, on the bouldary quartize, and back by the path to the main track by the loch. I took the path heading SW to Kinlochleven, winding through the woods in the final few kms and coming out by the Ice Factor. Part of my Books on Bens project, see my bookshelf |
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