![]() In the first place you can’t see anything from a car you’ve got to get out of the goddamned contraption and walk, better yet crawl, on hands and knees, over the sandstone and through the thornbush and cactus. In this memoir chronicling his “season in the wilderness,” Abbey launched a passionate defense of the unspoiled West, emphasizing caution and respect for the land:ĭo not jump into your automobile next June and rush out to the canyon country hoping to see some of that which I have attempted to evoke in these pages. Fifty years ago, he could already see the trampling of industry on the fragile desert country he had grown to love during his time as a ranger in what is now Arches National Park. ![]() “This is not a travel guide but an elegy,” Edward Abbey wrote in his introduction to Desert Solitaire. ![]()
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