Lorne Fitch, Travels Up the Creek
For complicated reasons, these last weeks have been melancholic at best for me, and this hasn't made me a more attentive or sympathetic reader. As a result, I distrust elements of my response to Lorne Fitch's 2024 book Travels Up the Creek: A Biologist's Search for a Paddle . The short version of this unhelpfully long post is that although I found Travels Up the Creek a good read, with lots of Alberta-specific context that helps me extrapolate from my own mostly BC-specific context, I'm not entirely sure who this book is for. I've felt similarly about other titles from Rocky Mountain Books (and environmentally themed books generally), but not as much as I did this time. As I say, though, I'm not the most attentive reader these days, and your mileage may vary. There's often something really likeable about genuinely curmudgeonly prose, and you'll find plenty of that here even if none of it rises to the level of his article for the weekly newspaper Shoot...
