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Eine Kleine Airlinemusik

Most of us, when asked what we would like to see changed in modern-day flying, would concentrate on seat pitches and security. Harry Eyres, in the FT, has another concern: “those supposedly relaxing ditties played just before take-off and after landing”.

The rainy season in Rwanda

“I’d like to see her work in the travel pages,” Nicholas Shakespeare said to me recently of Lindsey Hilsum, international editor of Channel 4 News. Shakespeare, former literary editor of The Daily Telegraph and now chief literary critic of the Telegraph group, had been hugely impressed by her account of the Libyan revolution. In the latest edition of Granta magazine, published in Britain last week (and out in the United States on Tuesday), Hilsum reports on her return to Rwanda, where, nearly 20 years ago, she was living in Kigali when the massacres began. She finds shiny evidence of progress in the capital, but concludes that, “in the hills of rural Rwanda, the unrepentant and the unforgiven are living alongside the unhealed”.

I found myself haunted by that phrase long after I finished her piece. Perhaps it’s because I grew up in Northern Ireland at the height of the Troubles, and have been watching it closely since, wondering whether it really has renounced tribalism for the glossy new out-of-town Tesco. Others will find Hilsum’s piece haunting for different reasons. There is a short excerpt on the Granta website. The article as a whole is the most powerful piece of reporting I’ve read for years, and in itself worth the £12.99 you’ll pay for Granta.

Is it travel writing? It is in the view of Deskbound Traveller.

Eleanor Catton’s New Zealand

This is going to be a celebrity-free site, lacking in what editors call “big names” — unless renown has been won by proficiency with pen, camera and paint. Eleanor Catton, winner of the Booker Prize for The Luminaries, is now a much bigger name than she was at the start of this week. As anyone who saw her take the Booker stage will have noticed immediately, however, her favourite light is not lime. In The Guardian Review today, she writes fondly about her native New Zealand. It’s a piece in which she laments the inadequacy of language to describe the natural world, so it’s a shame that the editor failed to notice that Catton herself had earlier twice fallen back on the word “stunning”. Put it down to the rush for topicality.

Alice Munro and keeping it short

munrocoverBrevity doesn’t win many literary awards. That explains much of the delight yesterday that the Nobel Prize for Literature went to
Alice Munro, a writer who has dedicated herself to the short story.

While Deskbound Traveller is dedicated to narrative travel writing, I don’t believe that travel stories have to be long. Entries to Just Back, Telegraph Travel’s weekly competition for writing by our readers, run to no more than 500 words. You can transport your readers in that space, even if you yourself have done nothing more exotic than drive from Birmingham to the Welsh border or cycle from Dieppe to Paris. There’s an entry I still return to with pleasure three years after we chose it as  our Just Back of the year.

The fire this time

fireseasoncoverPhilip Connors has spent more than a decade of summers working as a fire lookout, watching over the Black Range of the Gila National Forest in New Mexico from his perch on a 50ft tower. A couple of years ago, in Fire Season: Field Notes From a Wilderness Lookout, he predicted that “the big one” was coming his way. This summer it came, and in The Paris Review he reported on “what it’s like to be plucked from a landscape you love while it’s going up in smoke”.
Connors refers in his piece to the “hotshots” — the elite of wilderness firefighters. A Californian member of one such crew, Gregg Boydston, has been photographing its life and work and sharing it with a growing audience online. A selection of his pictures  can be found on High Country News, and more of them on his Instagram feed.


Travels of a lone wolf

In the environmental magazine Orion, Joe Donnelly reports not on his own travels in California but on those of OR7, the last of seven wolves fitted with a GPS collar in Oregon, which nearly two years ago slipped across state boundaries to go “looking for love in all the wrong places”.

Tune in to Alaska

Fancy being transported for a minute to a river bank in Alaska? Then listen to this, recorded by Hank Lentfer, a former widlife biologist and longtime conservationist.

Lentfer and a colleague are currently working for the National Park Service at Glacier Bay to “build a library of all that whistles, moans, bellows, snaps and croaks within the nooks and crannies of our homes here in in south-east Alaska”.

On this recording, he says, “all the wet-sounding stuff is made by the fish, a pulsing swirl of pink, chum and sockeye salmon. The big gushing sounds in the distance are tree-sized breaths of humpbacks lumbering just off shore. The various clamouring birds you’ll have to sort through for yourself.”

Lentfer is also the author of the memoir Faith of Cranes, which I have just ordered, having read the prologue on his website.

The travelling poet of Colorado

What does it mean to be poet laureate of Colorado? For David Mason, the incumbent, it means a lot of mileage in an ageing Subaru Forester to bring poetry — as Leath Tonino puts it in High Country News — to “every nook, cranny, corner, canyon, valley, hillside and summit in the state”.

Pamela Petro and a Welsh Mini saga

MinibrochureChristmas was coming. I wanted to find a book extract that readers of the Telegraph Travel section could curl up with over the holiday; a long book extract that could be sent to press early so that the staff of that section could do some curling up themselves. I opened a book that had got buried on my desk for weeks, if not months. It was Sitting Up With The Dead, Pamela Petro’s account of her first trip to the southern United States, and her encounters with the great storytellers who live there. “Two covers, a spine and a few hundred pages,” she wrote, “do not have nearly as much personality as living, cussing, dancing, spitting, smoking, eating, drinking humans.” She was wrong. I turned her pages and I was in there among them.

It was 2001. I’d never heard of Pamela Petro until then; didn’t know that, after moving from the US to study Welsh at Lampeter, she had travelled round Welsh-speaking parts of the world and written another wonderfully quirky book, Travels in an Old Tongue.

She has been writing regularly for Telegraph Travel since then, most recently providing a “Trip of a Lifetime” guide to the Grand Canyon, where she spent three weeks as an artist-in-residence in 2011.

In a recent piece for The Paris Review, she recalls her early days in Wales, where she discovered “a visceral sexiness to driving… that’s all but lost in America”. But first she had to get Gimli, a Mini with a mind of its own, to do her bidding.

Checking in with Dr Jekyll… and Mr Hyde

How would the reviews read on TripAdvisor if a b&b were run alternately by Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde? That’s what Kate Hahn imagines in this piece for the literary magazine McSweeney’s.