Book Review: The Last Empty Places
Jane Harkleroad, in our Collection & Resource Services Department, specializes in acquiring new items for the library collection. She has contributed a review of the book The Last Empty Places. Check it out below.
Review by Jane Harkleroad
Empty places seem to be where people did not reside at all and where there were seldom travelers within those spaces, Peter Stark’s quest to find “empty places” really began in his childhood. He was brought up what he calls a “rough-hewn” old log cabin in Wisconsin in an oak forest with the nearest neighbor a quarter of a mile away.
As a young boy, Peter listened to his father’s stories of Scandinavian pioneers and Potawatomi Indians. He roamed along remote creeks, hunted arrowheads, rambled the woods as if they were his “playground” which, indeed, they were. This love for undisturbed surroundings continued unquenched.
Peter Stark became a freelance writer and over time his eagerness to enjoy remote, unpopulated areas led him all over the world so he could write about them.
Finally, he turned his attention to the continental U. S. (excluding Alaska) and began a kind of pilgrimage to learn whether there were any of these (almost) untouched “empty places” still around.
Happily, he found they do exist, in varying degrees. A friend provided a satellite-generated “Nighttime Map of the United States.” There were indications of bright areas everywhere, indicating population. However, there were dark areas which indicated that there were few people and even less commercialism in these dark spots.
Peter chooses to take his family on parts of his trips and they agree. Considering the age of the children, they seemed to be eager young kids—Skylar and Molly– who love adventure and do not shrink from travelling what I call “roughly .” I was amazed at these children and their mother, Amy, and their wonderful exuberance and stamina.
One trip was down Northern Maine’s St. John River and another was a hike through New Mexico’s high desert.
On two journeys, Peter travels alone through remote woods of north-central Pennsylvania and the dusty desert remoteness of eastern Oregon.
All the while, Peter mixes his commentary about some first great naturalists like Henry David Thoreau, William Bartram, John Muir, and Aldo Leopold with history of the area, practical and useful information to use in the wilderness.
He comments on the French and Indian War and its influence on 18th-century Pennsylvania, on the Spanish and their quest for riches and the Pueblo Indians in old New Mexico.
He tells us the history of how Nova Scotia and other areas of Canada were settled and what it meant to be Charles de la Tour and Charles Biencourt, some French boys in the early 1600s.
Peter admits that he fears the loss of our wildernesses. I have felt much the same, wondering whether my grandchildren and great-grandchildren will know enough to treasure the nearby forests and mountains and the experiences the wilderness can provide.
As he travels, Peter continually inquires about the blankest spot in the area. Sometimes, it is a wooded ravine; sometimes it is an almost inaccessible segment of the valleys, empty of all but sagebrush.
This book left me with a yearning to hike and explore my country as never before. Maybe, just maybe, I will set my mind to do just that.