by Rinker Buck (Simon
and Schuster, 2015. $28.)
Embedded deep within every Church of the Open Roader is an
urge to see new places, confront challenges (either real or in one’s simple
mind) and enhance our perspectives on self and the world. And maybe resolve a thing or two.
Rinker Buck, a my-aged writer for Connecticut’s Hartford Courant, disenchanted with the change
that is thrust upon most of us during our careers and harkening back to
childhood days camping from a New England horse-drawn wagon with dad and
family, undertook a Church of the Open Road adventure of a lifetime. Starting near Kansas City bound for
Baker City, Oregon in a replica Schuttler wagon, Buck and his brother traverse
half a continent tracing a perilous route used 140 years ago, the route that
opened up the west: the Old Oregon Trail.
With a reporter’s eye, he tells of verdant fields,
thunderstorms, flooded camps, treacherous descents down rocky cliffs, parched
desert runs, busted axles and of people – wonderful people whose spirit
embodies that of our westerners: curious, helpful, joyful and strong.
As a historian, he weaves stories of 19th century
heroism and pig-headedness, politics and plague attached to the place names
through which he passes. On this
romantic journey, Buck dispenses with the romance of the west outlining how
cholera decimated hundreds, how helpful natives were abused and how religious
persecution played a large role in seeing the land west of the 100th
meridian settled.
As a brother and a son, he chronicles trying relationships
with a father and a sibling – a sibling who turns out to be an excellent muleskinner
– sharing how both resolve.
As pages turn, vast expanses of Kansas plains or Rocky
Mountain crossings are vehicles for Buck’s examination of his greater
circumstance and the circumstance in which, we, as a nation, find
ourselves. Western wanderlust is
elemental to who some of us are as individuals. Western expansion is most certainly elemental to our
narrative as a nation. What we
learn on our journeys can, and must, inform our tomorrows.
Looking at the possible history of our future - through the author's eyes after 2000 miles of heat, cold and hunger, self-doubt, worry
and, finally, jubilation - one can take solace in Buck's conclusion:
The impossible is doable as long as you have a great brother and good
trail friends. Uncertainty is
all. Crazyass passion is the
staple of life and persistence its nourishing force. Without them, you cannot cross the trail.
Rinker Buck has given us a rewarding look at our country and
ourselves. He has engaged in an
ultimate adventure. And whether he
knows it or not (or cares) he clearly has earned membership in the Church of
the Open Road.
It sounds like a very interesting read. I'll have to keep an eye out for it.
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