
January has not been my best book picking month. The Salt Path was on a hiking book club list, so I picked it up from the library. A memoir about Ray and Moth, an English couple in their mid to late 50’s who through a series of very unfortunate events and extremely questionable decision making, find themselves homeless. To deal with the fallout of losing their home and income, they decide to walk The South West Coast Path, a 630 mile path through southern England. To them, walking the path buys them some time to think and figure out life as travelers, rather than burdening friends and family as a homeless couple. They figure time walking together will help them sort out their living and work arrangements.
For me, the book falls off the rails immediately when Ray and Moth decide to represent themselves in court against a former friend after a business deal gone south. The friend is able to hire a well qualified lawyer and after years of litigation, the court rules against Ray and Moth on a paper submittal technicality. In one fell swoop, Ray and Moth lose their home, family farm and their business income.
As the book continues, the pattern of woefully unprepared and poor decision making continues. Rather than being homeless, they decide to undertake a 630 mile hike, with zero training, mediocre supplies, no plan, little to no money and the recent news that Moth has a neurodegenerative disease that requires expensive medication. On day one of their trip, they lose Moth’s expensive medication.
Without their family farm to supply income, the couple are dependent on a weekly tax credit, which they burn through quickly when they forget to turn off autopay on bills for a home they no longer own.
Rather than spending some time to think and plan their route, figure out the necessary supplies and sort out their finances, they spend the entire book dealing with things that could have been prevented with just a little bit of thought. They forget sunscreen and hats, pack terrible gear that doesn’t match their needs or the weather, they run out of water on multiple occasions, forget to charge their cellphones and miss important calls, they live mostly on noodles and at one point, they spend their entire food budget on fudge. As two grown adults in their 50’s, they end up eating fudge for multiple days of a long hike rather than proper nutrition. At one point, they beg some money off of their children, who are away at college while also dealing with the fact that their childhood home is gone, their father is extremely ill and their safety net is completely gone.
Moth and Ray can’t afford hostels or campgrounds, so they wild camp in any available location, which includes their potty breaks. Due to their finances, the couple engages in the occasional stolen shower from various campgrounds, they sneak into campgrounds for the night and there are a few sticky finger occurrences. At one point, a friend offers the couple a small cottage, which is then revoked after Ray and Moth put a ton of work into the place to clean it up.
As much as I wanted to have empathy for their plight, after a while, it became very clear that a lot of their problems were from really really poor decision making and terrible relationships with their friends. Rather than feeling inspired by their trek and being awed by the ability of the human spirit to overcome all odds, I felt overwhelmed by the sheer irresponsibleness of it all. I’m not a fan of people who glorify unprepared endurance treks and the couple is extremely lucky that Moth didn’t have any major medical episodes while on the path.
This book has over 39,000 reviews on Amazon and a 4.4 star rating. Goodreads has over 80,000 reviews and a 4.01 star rating. I’m honestly baffled at the high ratings and glowing surprise. This book was incredibly boring and reading it felt as long as the walk must have been.




