Ghost Rider: Travels on the Healing RoadWithin a ten-month period, Neil Peart lost both his 19-year-old daughter, Selena, and his wife, Jackie. Faced with overwhelming sadness and isolated from the world in his home on the lake, Peart was left without direction. This memoir tells of the sense of personal devastation that led him on a 55,000-mile journey by motorcycle across much of North America, down through Mexico to Belize, and back again. Peart’s journey of self-exile and exploration chronicle his personal odyssey and include stories of reuniting with friends and family, grieving, and reminiscing. He recorded with dazzling artistry, the enormous range of his travel adventures, from the mountains to the seas, from the deserts to the Arctic ice, and the memorable people who contributed to his healing. Ghost Rider is a brilliantly written, and ultimately triumphant narrative memoir from a gifted writer and the drummer and lyricist of the legendary rock band Rush. |
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... anyway. On the eve of our departure, Jackie was diagnosed with terminal cancer (the doctors called it cancer, but of course it was a broken heart), and a second nightmare began. Jackie's brother Steven met us in Toronto and soon took ...
... anyway. But racemus is Latin for “bunch of grapes,” and perhaps those are sour ones. I no longer had any roots; I only had the road. And on the current stretch of that road, I had hoped to make it to Dawson Creek, British Columbia, but ...
... anyway, but it was something else to worry about. And still the rain kept falling, hour after hour, and I began to fear the ride out of there the following day. If that 70-mile dirt road had been treacherous and scary when it was dry ...
... anyway, so something (stubbornness? optimism? stupidity?) is pushing me that way. There've been at least two dry days since the Jeep guy was up there, so ... maybe. One guy at the Klondike River Lodge just asked a truck driver, “How was ...
... anyway) and the Arctic Circle is mine, forever. Late dinner in Cabin Lounge, large whisky, decent Caesar salad, chicken on kaiser, red wine. Good music playing once again, Nirvana Unplugged. Makes me think of Kurt Cobain: he shot ...