WEST WITH THE NIGHT
Beryl Markham
North Point Press, Farrar, Straus and Giroux
1942, 1983
Ms. Hen decided to read this book because it was recommended
to her on Amazon since she read DRIVING MR. ALBERT. She didn’t buy this book
on Amazon, nor did she the previous one, but sometimes she likes to read
reviews of books she has read on that website.
She thinks WEST WITH THE NIGHT was recommended to her
because it is a unique memoir similar to DRIVING MR. ALBERT. WEST WITH THE
NIGHT is about Beryl Markham and the events in her life. She grew up in
colonial Kenya on her father’s farm. Her playmates were natives; she grew up
without a mother. She loved dogs and horses.
She became one of Kenya’s first females to train racing horses. One of the best chapters from the book is “Royal
Exile,” which is told from the point of view of a horse her family owned, a
proud racehorse named Camciscan. He was dangerous and frightened of being in a
new country. Beryl captures his voice. She imagines what is was like to be him
and gets inside his skin, which only a horse lover can do.
She finds flying by accident. A car was broken down on the
road, and she found the driver stranded. He tells her about flying, and how
there is nothing like it in the world. She eventually gets her pilot’s license,
and becomes one of Africa’s first female bush pilots.
She starts a business with one of her friends: she takes
hunters on safaris to find elephants by flying over them in a plane. She is
against hunting, but she likes the money that she makes doing this, even though
it is dangerous work. She meets lots of English men hunting elephants. Elephants are intelligent
creatures. Ms. Hen didn’t know that a herd would hide the tusks of the bull
elephants from hunters because they realize that is what the hunters want.
Markham flies to England from Kenya with her friend Blix.
They get stuck in Cairo for a few days because the Italian authorities do not
want them to fly over their territories. They need to get permission and they
eventually do, but they have to wait. The pair arrive in England. She says she
won’t be able to go back to Africa because Africa won’t be the same again.
Beryl Markham was the first woman to fly from west to east
in a plane from England to Canada. She planned on landing in New York, but she
crash-landed in Newfoundland. She didn’t make the landing she wanted, but she
still set a record.
Ms. Hen thought this was a beautifully written book, but
there is some dispute over who wrote it. Some people say that Beryl Markham wasn’t
actually the writer, but her husband at the time was the ghostwriter. Also,
Ms. Hen thought it was strange that there is no mention of any romance in Ms.
Markham’s life. A young woman flying around Africa and then the world, and the
book doesn’t mention that any men were interested in her. But Ms. Hen found out
from Beryl Markham’s Wikipedia page that she was married three times, and had
many lovers.
Ms. Hen thought that Ms. Markham might have decided to omit
her love affairs from her memoirs because she didn’t want people to think she
was a loose woman, which would have happened since the book was first published
in 1942. Ms. Markham most likely wanted her book to be about the work that she
did, training horses and working as a pilot. But Ms. Hen was curious about her
personal life. Which of these men was the most attractive? Did she manage
to have all these lovers and not have anyone find out? Was she happy with any
of these men? There is nothing about these questions in the memoir, and Ms. Hen
thought it was lacking.
Other than her disappointment over the missing romance in
WEST WITH THE NIGHT, Ms. Hen loved this book. It is an original memoir because only Beryl Markham lived her life. Ms. Hen has no
desire to fly a plane, but she can see the appeal it would have had in that
era. The sky was a new frontier, and there were people willing to take flight,
like Beryl Markham, to go to new places and to move the world forward. Ms. Hen
is glad people like her did what they did to make life easier for us today.
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