Although Bowman’s book is a brilliantly sustained parody, a gentle lampooning of all those virtues that mountaineering might be said to engender, it does direct the reader, over and over again, to one central, perplexing question: why exactly are they doing this? The ‘because it’s there’ answer is patently insufficient. Access-restricted-item true Addeddate 2011-06-28 21:43:01 Boxid IA140523 Boxid_2 CH121401 Camera Canon EOS 5D Mark II City London Containerid_2 X0008 Donor This book is a well known parody on mountaineering stories, written about a fictional mountain named Rum Doodle, altitude 40,000-and-a-half feet - around one third again as high as Everest. Set in the Himalaya, in a land that is not Nepal, but very like Nepal, with porters who are 'Yogastani'.

Umarım 16 Metrekare yayınevi Bowman'ın diğer eseri "The Cruise of the Talking Fish"i (evet maalesef sadece iki eseri var) de yayınlar.This novel stands comparison with *Three Men in a Boat* or *Diary of a Nobody* but it's much more extreme and silly and ingenious. An expedition composed of misfits attempts to climb Rum Doodle, which at forty-thousand-and-a-half feet is the highest mountain in the world. First published in 1956, *The Ascent of Rum Doodle* has been reprinted several times but still remains relatively unknown, which is a shame. Buna ek olarak, çeviri diline değinmek gerekirse, lafı çok dolandırmadan diyebilirim ki, akıcılığı bozmayan ve mizahla okurun arasına çok girmeme başarısını sergileyen bir çeviri dili söz konusu. Bazı çeviri tercihleri tartışmaya açık olsa da (belli yaş gruplarındaki sözcük ve ifade tercihlerinde bir kayma olduğunu düşünüyorum mesela), ortaya başarılı bir iş konduğu söyleyebilirim.

Floyd C. Gale of Galaxy Science Fiction praised Rum Doodle: "If this misAdventure book doesn't make you forget your cares, see your doctor at once! It's laughter than you think!" [6]Our friends at Slightly Foxed (the real readers’ quarterly – buy a subscription now!) have once again kindly allowed The Dabbler to dip into its rich archives. In this corker — originally entitled A Rum Do — from the Spring 2007 edition (issue 14),author Linda Leatherbarrow looks at W E Bowman’s classic derring-do spoof The Ascent of Rum Doodle… Cuando inicié la lectura de esta obra lo hice pensando que sólo sería una comedia más; sin embargo, conforme fui avanzando en la lectura, me di cuenta de que dentro de esa diversión que nos regala el autor, nos entrega también innumerables enseñanzas y reflexiones aplicables para nuestra vida diaria. Daha ilk sayfalarında beni Catch-22 kadar eğlendiren ve tabiri caizse kahkahalara boğan bir roman okumayalı uzun zaman olmuştu. Hükmedici bir macera ve keşif kültürünü tiye almakla kalmayıp, bir yandan da dönemin ruhunu ve o ruhtan muzdarip "kahraman"ların diğer kültürlere çarpık bakışını bu kadar komik şekilde eleştiren bir eser ölümsüzlüğü çoktan hak etmiştir gözümde. The team, established by the Rum Doodle committee is led by the narrator, known as Binder (not sure we ever learn his real name, as Binder is his radio callsign). As a leader he is the least insightful - unaware of what transpires around him most of the time, but totally dedicated to the party and the task. He is joined by a crew who become somewhat more obvious as the list grows - Tom Burley ex-military, the oversized, endurance man who is a constant victim of an array of lassitudes (heat, valley, etc), radio callsign - Deadweight.

Ocr ABBYY FineReader 8.0 Ocr_converted abbyy-to-hocr 1.1.20 Ocr_module_version 0.0.16 Openlibrary OL7794543M Openlibrary_edition I comforted myself’, says Binder, ‘with the thought that our suffering was not yet over; and as I followed the happy and united party I was cheered by the reflection that our friendship had been tempered into bonds of steel by the perils we faced together. I was tasting the keener rewards of leadership.’These ‘professionals’ have the most ironic surnames like Burley, who was was anything but as he was out of sorts after failing to acclimatise to any step of their journey, the team’s medical assistance was provided by a Dr Prone who contracted everything from mumps to malaria, while Constant unintentionally offended the local porters at every available opportunity with his professed linguistic skill, and their navigator, Jungle, aptly couldn’t find the wood for the trees. The book has been republished several times since 1956. The current edition is published by Pimlico, an imprint of Random House. In January 2009, The Guardian included it in the '1000 Novels Everyone Must Read'. [1] Synopsis [ edit ] I don't think I can take another step...I mean it...Oh, wait. Is that the top? We're there? But I can't see anything with all those clouds in the way. Are you sure this was worth it? There is Binder, the kindly, dogged, reliably under-insightful leader of the party; Jungle the route finder who cannot find his way to any assembly point and is forever cabling apologies from remote and inappropriate locales; Wish, the scientist, who passes the sea voyage by testing his equipment and discovers that the ship is 153 feet above sea level; Constant, the language expert who, through errors of grammar and syntax, constantly provokes to fury the Yogistani porters; and the terrifying cook Pong, whose arrival at each camp spurs the men on to ever greater heights. Deserves its renaissance. Will be appreciated by anyone who realises that the best achievements in life are those that are futile and achieved to great acclaim under the banner of teamwork whilst at the expense of the efforts of other unsung people.

In spite of everything, Binder never fails to see his companions in a good light. Even when six members of his expedition, after a series of mishaps and contrived blunders, find themselves at the bottom of a crevasse and radio a request for champagne – what else? – Binder, teetering on the edge and peering down, tantalized by the mysterious sound of distant singing (‘Oh my darling Clementine’), rejoices that his companions have not lost heart, speculates that the singing could be a coded message, and gives thanks that his team are in good spirits in a situation of great peril. Needless to say they are retrieved later by the Yogistani porters, Bing, Bung and Bang. The Ascent of Rum Doodle is a jaunty parody of inept mountaineers, who couldn’t organise a raffle at a village fete let alone master the 40,000 (and a half) ft climb to the peak of ‘Rum Doodle’. Cuando estás colgando indefenso del extremo de una cuerda de 100 pies de largo es importante saber que el hombre que hay en la otra punta es un verdadero amigo”.This book didn’t catch me at a particularly formative age. The closest I got to anything like it as a teenager was reading cut-the-rope classic Touching the Void, which is tonally quite different. I didn’t find Bowman until my twenties. And since then I have reread it about once a decade. Bowman’s mountaineers don’t carry objects for charity. They hire porters to carry their baggage. As the team arrive at Chaikhosi, where they are to commence their expedition, they are astonished and initially gratified to see that a vast crowd has gathered to welcome them. Although only 3,000 porters are required, 30,000 porters have turned up. It seems that the Yogistani word for three is identical to the word for thirty, ‘except for a kind of snort in the middle which is, of course, impossible to convey by telegram’. I added this book to my to-read shelf after reading this blog post. After reading it, I fully endorse it as worthy of adding to your to-read shelf as well. And with the exception of Binder’s incessant obsession for dredging up every team member’s fiancée status (regardless of how curious their replies are) this story is completely dominated by men. I can honestly say I hadn’t noticed the omission of female characters until the end as I was busy being carried away by their absurd behaviour and the futility of meticulous planning!