She left out so MUCH from this memoir (her mother and brother, her formal education, her three marriages, her son, her affairs with expensive men). It’s absolutely beautifully written, but the woman is a mystery. She had more courage than reputation in the end, but the book deserves its place, and her life demands another look.I really enjoyed this 1942 memoir by Beryl Markham, a woman living on the fringes of the 1920s Happy Valley set in British East Africa, where she was first a racehorse trainer and then a bush pilot, and in 1936 became the first pilot to fly solo from the UK to North America. That Markham would be stripped of authorship because the world didn’t quite know what to make of her seems unconscionable. The prose is fresh and unrestricted, the adventures exciting, and the point of view original.
West With the Night is a rare reading experience – a kind of magic carpet that bears you away to Africa.
But a comment Schumacher made in anger to a friend when their relationship was on the skids, that Markham had written “not one damned word” of the book, has outlasted any refutations. In fact, she had already delivered the bulk of the manuscript before the two met. There is an oft-repeated speculation that West With the Night wasn’t written by Markham but by her third husband, Raoul Schumacher. She was too bold, too ambitious and too unwilling to be curbed by the constraints of her class or gender. Raised unconventionally, on a horse farm in the Rift Valley, 100 miles upcountry from Nairobi, Markham flung herself fearlessly into the forest and the bush, learned to hunt warthog with a spear, and to love the way physical challenge and risk made her feel more alive. And yet if you read Markham’s Wikipedia page, her considerable achievements seem both footnote to and distraction from the cataloguing of famous men she was rumoured to have bedded. As a bush pilot, she pioneered the practice of spotting big game from the air for safari hunters – and wrote about all these adventures compellingly and with great style in the 1942 memoir West With the Night, a book Ernest Hemingway pronounced “bloody wonderful”. When she was just 18, she became the first licensed female racehorse trainer in Africa and quite probably the world. Brought up in colonial Kenya, Markham was the first woman to fly the Atlantic non-stop and solo, east to west, “the hard way”, in 1936. “W ith enough courage,” Margaret Mitchell famously wrote, “you can do without a reputation.” Would it were so for record-breaking British aviator and author Beryl Markham.
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