Author: Ken McAlpine
Paperback: 256 pages (Advance Reader’s Edition)
Acquired: won in the May 2009 LibraryThing ER batch
A humorous and wise look at contemporary American life—and how time spent alone in nature can give us a fresh perspective and greater clarity about what matters most.
In this touching and often humorous book, author Ken McAlpine does what many of us long to do. Overwhelmed by the hectic pace of his life, he escapes to a beautiful, remote location where he finds the open spaces and solitude that bring him some peace of mind. McAlpine camps alone in the Channel Islands National Park off the coast of Southern California, a place where time slows down, the past reveals itself in prehistoric fossils, and where a person can become attuned to the rhythms of the natural world and find their rightful place in it
For McAlpine the Channel Islands become a modern-day Walden Pond—an enchanting, isolated location from which to reflect on nature, civilization, and what matters most. Back on the mainland, McAlpine continues his explorations by seeking out experiences that reflect who we are and what we value today. His travels include spending time at a soup kitchen in Beverly Hills; a Catholic monastery; and visiting Arlington West, a veteran-run memorial to soldiers killed in Iraq and Afghanistan.
Islands Apart is an engaging meditation on what we can learn about ourselves and our world when we open ourselves to the wisdom of nature and begin to look more deeply.
-Product description at Amazon.com
I have had Islands Apart by Ken McAlpine on my ARC-alanche pile since June of 2009. It’s one of my way-overdue ER books, and the second one I’ve completed this month (three more to go, woot). When I first read the description and clicked the button to enter my name in the fandangled LT ER algorithm, I was intrigued by the premise of the book. McAlpine wants to get away from it all, and find a quiet place to reflect on humanity… kinda like Thoreau with Walden, but on the Channel Islands in Southern California.
For the most part, I really enjoyed this book. The chapters on time spent between the islands and the mainland alternate, so that it has a feeling of interaction with people and then reflection on our place in this world. I liked this book so much, that I have struggled to understand how the two diverse world are suppose to relate to each other because a lot of the time it felt like I was reading two different books that were mashed together. What do a hustler/wannabe actor, a tree-loving priest, homeless diners, veteran protestors, and preschoolers have in common with each other, let alone with the foxes, eagles, and xantus murrelets of the Channel Islands?
We lay claim to the things we come across in our lives, as if it is possible to own them, but you can no more own an island or a stoic gull than you can possess the fleeting moments that accumulate into a lifetime. It is good to recognize life’s gifts, but foolish to hold them too tightly.
-Islands Apart by Ken McAlpine, page 201 (ARE)
I think what McAlpine was trying to do was to show that there is a deep desire in all things, in people and in nature, to know that there will be some piece of them left behind after they die. To know that they won’t just fade into oblivion. It is why we have children. It’s why writer’s write, cavemen drew, why the park ranger’s work so diligently to preserve the foxes and murrelets and the ugly scrub that’s native to the islands. It’s why the xantus murrelets continue to lay eggs in caves where rats destroy the embryo within before it’s even had a chance to firm up. What’s more, in an effort to ensure we continue on, we do what we can to control what little bit we can, whether by planting a tree in the desert or by working long hours to invest every cent possible in a future hoped for.
This book was a slower read, no matter how much I wanted to hurry, and I almost abandoned it at one point. Despite absolutely loving the first 127 pages, when I hit the chapter on San Miguel Island, it was like falling into a pit of quicksand. It’s the only part of the book that I hated. I think it was too long, too boring, and interminable (a word I had to learn to spell to describe this chapter) That chapter should just say, “Spent a week on San Miguel. Ian was cool. The elephant seals were horny buggers. The fur seals are mean little shits. And all the pinnipeds are louder than a Greek convention at Grant’s Farm! There’s bird poop everywhere, the ravens know how to pick locks… oh, and some dude killed himself because he thought this place was Heaven on Earth.” Next chapter!
I’m very glad I didn’t abandon it, because the next chapter, “Almost Famous”, was the best part of the whole book. In this chapter, McAlpine explores the extent people go for the chance to be famous. He spends long hours with James, a Captain Jack Sparrow working the tourists outside Grauman’s Chinese Theater. I liked James, and you can tell McAlpine does, too, but I can’t help but wonder how much more he could accomplish if he would put his hard work toward something tangible. At what point in time do you accept the reality that your dreams are just that, pipe dreams, and the real world is calling. James wants nothing more than, and WORKS harder than anyone I’ve seen to achieve it, to be a star. But does he have a viable and real future in it? Sadly, I don’t think so. I think he should grow up and get a job and find a way to contribute that way. But… no one’s depending on him, he’s his own man, and he’s not taking public assistance, so who is he hurting?
I also relished the chapter “Lunch in Beverly Hills” where Ken spent time getting to know and gaining an understanding and appreciation for the homeless. I have a personal interest in this issue. You see, seven years ago, the girls and I WERE homeless. We weren’t without a place to stay, there’s a large shelter here in town, and the people who run it are fantastic. Thanks to them, I was able to take some time to look at my life and where I was taking my kids, and to reevaluate my priorities. I want to go back to school to finish up my degree in Sociology so that I can get a job as a client-to-community liaison in a homeless shelter. In this book, McAlpine says that homelessness is a complex problem, and that is very true. Some people have chosen it as a lifestyle, others are there because shit happens, while still others are there because it’s better than where they came from. We were in this last group, having left an abusive and volatile situation with the hope of something better.
I must admit, however, that I can very much relate to MRS. McAlpine, who told him at one point in his working on this book, “I hate you, you know.” Ken is a white professional male, close to, if not already, middle-age, and has the means, ability, and the people in his life that affords him the ability to just take off whenever he feels like it to spend a week camping on an island or at a monastary, to just sit and think. Kathy McAlpine makes the statement that she doesn’t have time to go off and think. And I have to say this: Where are the books where women just take off, leaving their children for weeks at a time with their fathers, so they can go listen to their inner voice?
Why? Because we live in a society that, despite the lip-service of equality, that if Ken had been a Kendra, she would have been railed against as a bad mother who abandoned her kids to selfishly wander. Mr. Kendra would have filed for divorce, and NOT wanted custody, so that Kendra would have had to either cart the kids around, (What a bad mother, not giving her kids a stable place to live) or leave them with someone (What a bad mother, she just dumps her kids and runs off).
Okay, social rant is over. In the interest of full disclosure, I hate Ken, too, and wish I could run off to an island and just sit and ponder, too. But, I still love the book, even if I am jealous.
I think Islands Apart by Ken McAlpine is a book that will stick with me for a while. The Channel Islands are a beautiful place, and I recommend you take time to check out their website. The Parks Department has put together an extensive, multimedia site with details of what’s being done to preserve as much of the indigenous species as possible, as well as the discovery of the best preserved and most complete fossilized remains of a pygmy mastodon.
4 out of 5 stars
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