The Spectator has two views this week of Nick Hunt’s Where the Wild Winds Are, which I found a daring and accomplished travel book. Hugh Thomson says “Hunt’s quest is bold but not always successful and the book occasionally languishes in the doldrums as he searches for the elusive winds”. However, Jan Morris (who reviewed the book earlier for the Literary Review) includes it as one of her two titles of the year, and acclaims it as “an example of the trend that has lately encouraged some particularly gifted writers to explore the profounder reaches of travel writing. Hunt’s contribution to the genre has at its epicentre not places at all but winds — five European zephyrs, whose characteristics, styles, legends, beauties and varied awfulnesses he exploits to compelling and entertaining effect.”