Dysentery, drunken soldiers, and corrupt officials provide the background for Neil Peart s physical and spiritual cycling journey through West Africa The prolific drummer for the rock band Rush travels through African villages, both large and small, and relates his story through photographs, journal entries, and tales of adventure, while simultaneously addressing issues such as differences in culture, psychology, and labels....
|Title||:||The Masked Rider|
|Publisher||:||ECW Press 12 Januar 2012|
|Number of Pages||:||496 Pages|
|File Size||:||960 KB|
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The Masked Rider Reviews
Neil Peart, der Drummer der kanadischen Rockgruppe Rush, fasst hier seine Erlebnisse auf einer Fahrradtour durch Kamerun zusammen.Diese Tour hat bereits 1988 stattgefunden, das Buch ist aber erst 1996 (ursprünglich) erschienen. Beim Lesen vergisst man das oft und es spielt auch keine Rolle, denn Peart ist ein exzellenter Reiseschriftsteller.Ihm gelingt es wieder und wieder, die Anstrengungen der Tour mit seinen unmittelbaren Erfahrungen mit Land und Leuten zu verbinden; bisweilen flicht er auch allgemeinere Betrachtungen über Geschichte und Wirtschaft des Landes ein oder verliert sich in philosophischen Betrachtungen.Mit anderen Worten - ein spannender Bericht, empfehlenswert für alle, die gerne in die Ferne schweifen - und sei es nur vom Sofa aus.
This book surprised me. Yes, I am a huge Rush fan and I have the utmost respect for Neil Peart. However, I read this based on my love of cycling and have a keen interest in the adventures it brings as well a the grueling nature of long touring on two wheels. So my expectations were that this would be a focus of the book. There was some of this but not so much in a technical nature and not much content was dedicated to that directly. I was not disappointed but realized I had assumed incorrectly.The direction of the book is much more of an over all experience of the journey and the education received along the way. Cultures, interpersonal relationships, conflict both large and small, sympathetic reactions, tempers and personality conflicts. I was also impressed with the very open and honest comments made throughout (some of which were really surprising coming from such a mild mannered author). Peart is never personal about his criticisms as most of it is internalized....that is to say how he reacts to situations and people along the way. He can be judgmental at times but in his shoes I think anyone would be. He approaches the trip (and prose) as just a guy on a bike and not as a world renowned lyricist and drummer.As you can well imagine the tour taken here by a small group of strangers was difficult and it tested wills. However, the writing focuses on the authors means of taking it all in, being patient when there was none to spare, being assertive when required and remaining a strong individual as a member of a team. From The Masked Rider you will gain an insight to the author and you will probably think twice about taking such a journey. Mosquitos! Filthy floors! Sketchy toilets! Wonderful people!A great read for anyone. Well written, open, honest, entertaining and very educational. Kudos to Neil Peart who clearly absorbed much about African culture and history which he shares key portions of to make the book much more internationally engaging. I have read reviews that state he did not enjoy the trip and I disagree. He focuses on the difficulty of many aspects of it yet he never misses a moment to share in the grandeur of Africa and many of the interesting/perplexing/crafty/wise people who call it home. He certainly knew it was going to be a challenge which is why he took the journey to begin with and he got just that.Highly recommended.
Peart did a great job keeping notes on his journey, and he was able to put together a wonderful tale that brings us along on this small-group trek through Cameroon. Delving into his personal quest to live through Cameroon's sights, smells, music and the people he meets let us peer into the mind of a truly great talent. Even his humanity is on stage as he internally deals with a rider who drags the group down, the unease of encountering checkpoints with heavily armed forces with dubious motives and even the catcalls and overt racism he encounters as a true minority Anglo in an African country. Most travelogues don't get this deep, but Peart brings us along for the ride, both in the saddle and between his ears.We've all faced adversity of one type or another, and Peart's diplomacy when faced with frustrating situations is a lesson I will take away and use myself.
This was Neil's first book, written several years before his next one (and which I'd read first, "Ghost Rider"), and provides a flashback that shows a bit of the person that Neil was. Set in the context of his cycling trip through West Africa (Cameroon), you get to see some of the country and people from a much more interesting and in-depth vantage. No tour bus, hitting all the tourist traps and staying at hotel with all the modern amenities, the small group cycles through the countryside and spends the night at villages along the way. You get a glimpse into the lives of the people there, but it's also a somewhat superficial one, as the language barriers (Neil doesn't speak French fluently, and most of the Cameroonians don't speak English beyond a few words or phrases they've picked up) prevent much in the way of dialog.The cycling group also never seems to gel, the disparate personalities keep them from being anything more than temporary travelling companions. I would love to read a similar book about other trips that he's taken, where he develops more of a relationship with his companions just to see how things differed. Neil recognizes how he does contribute to the overall stand-in she's of the group, but as he travels and comes to have epiphanies about their various personalities, it doesn't seem to make much impact in how he related to them. He mentions Steinbeck's quote about allowing others to help you here as well, but "Ghost Rider" also never has long-term travelling companions like he does here, so it's not clear if he's changed much in that regard.He's pretty frank about the challenges and day-to-day issues with the trip, including bouts with the local microbiota, and while a trip like this is (sadly) probably never in the cards for me for several reasons, it did remind me of some half-formed plans to spend the turn of the century on safari with my best friend. We never did that, but graduation for my oldest is approaching, and maybe in a few years I can convince my wife that this would make a great gift for her.
This memoir of taking a month-long bicycle tour through Cameroon is as close as I'm ever likely to come to Cameroon or to taking a bike tour. But that doesn't mean I'm not interested in Cameroon: I just don't want to endure the hardships that the 5 riders endured. Namely I don't want to bunk down in the back of noisy bars, be bitten all night by mosquitoes, encounter drunken soldiers at military checkpoints, or subsist on sugary sodas and "rice with some kind of junk on it". Some aspects of his trip were also pleasant and fascinating, but you have to put up with the downside to get the upside. I'd rather read about it. His writing is sharp, observant, and never tedious. The description of the interpersonal dynamics between the 5 riders is clearly depicted too. It's the first book I've read by Neil Peart, and I've ordered another.