"Desert Solitaire: A Season in the Wilderness" - Edward Abbey
by Leigh McAdam
For myself I’ll take Moab, Utah. I don’t mean the town itself, of course, but the country which surrounds it – the canyonlands. The slickrock desert. The red dust and the burnt cliffs and the lonely sky – all that which lies beyond the end of the roads. "Desert Solitaire: A Season in the Wilderness" by Edward Abbey
I love exploring lonely country – country that the masses ignore because it might be dangerous and it’s out of their comfort zone. And that’s why Edward Abbey’s book speaks to me. I feel a connection to the man though we’ll never meet. His poetic but acerbic writing entices me to be in the moment, to use all my senses when I next visit the Moab area. I already know it’s a magnificent landscape but now I want to experience it on a deeper level, like Edward. I want to explore its hidden corners, marvel at the star studded skies, listen to the rustle of the wind as it moves across the desert and walk in the footsteps of people who were here centuries ago. I want to see the beauty in the mundane and admire the strength of the flowers and animals that make their home here. I know there’s magic in the desert. I want to be reeled in by the golden lure and doomed to dig deeper into this beautiful, austere landscape.