Whatever this book is about, it isn’t about walking the AT. Bryson (despite his protestations at the conclusion) did not walk the AT. The really sad part is that the only worthwhile parts of this book are about he and Katz WALKING the AT. Which they did a LITTLE of. They walked from Springer to Clingman’s, then rented a car to Shenandoah and walked a LITTLE there, then they dropped out of the 100 Mile Wilderness after a day.
And when he writes about walking, he has something to say. Otherwise he gives miniature and mostly wildly inaccurate lectures about murders on the trail, forest pests, Stonewall Jackson, and the like.
On top of that, at first I thought he just was a regular Yankee bigot and didn’t like Southerners but turns out he doesn’t like anyone, at least not from the way he characterizes everyone else as miscreants.
Despite all the reasons I didn’t like this book, it still gets an “it’s ok” rating because he really would be a good writer, and he is when he has something to say.