More books from Britain!
And an irritating one at that!
This was an impulse buy as I just “had to have it”. Shackleton is one of my heroes, and this just seemed to be exactly what I was looking for.
Except, it really isn’t.
While I have a lot of respect for Ranulph Fiennes, if I wanted to read a book about Ranulph Fiennes then I would do so.
I have done so, and enjoyed them.
But this is supposed to be a book about Shackleton.
I could care less about Fiennes experiencing something “similar” to Shackleton every fourth paragraph or so.
Although, it is kind of ironic.
The tagline they have slapped on this book is “To write about Hell, it helps if you have been there.”
I get it.
I even use something similar to slap some authenticity on my own books.
But even though I get it and use it, I can’t seem to distract from it when reading this book.
Ah, back to Roland Huntford! 😉