Prior to reading Beth Rodden’s memoir, “A Light Through the Cracks,” I knew nothing about her and very little about rock-climbing beyond what I’d seen in popular films like “The Eiger Sanction,” “Mission Impossible 2,” and “Star Trek V.” But the promotional materials painted an interesting picture: the story of an elite woman climber who, along with her team, escapes capture by rebels in Kyrgyzstan and “push[es] past” that experience to “achieve rock-climbing greatness,” only to “blow up” the successful life she’d built with her fellow captive and climber husband for a chance at a more fulfilling life.
I found the beginning of the book highly challenging. Rodden starts off describing, not her six-day captivity, but her reaction to it as she flew back to the U.S. and tried to resume her life. What she writes is very emotion-centric (as is much of the rest of the book) and, to me, seemed self-absorbed, even narcissistic. I wasn’t sure how much I liked Ms. Rodden or whether I wanted to continue. But then I hit page 50 (approx.) where she begins to describe her Kyrgyzstan experience and found it absorbing enough to keep reading.
I also found the “language” of the book difficult, initially. Unfamiliar with rock climbing, I had to learn lots of its vernacular, some of which Rodden defines and some of which she doesn’t. In fact, I spent time on the internet looking up various terms and equipment she mentions: “El Cap,” (short for Yosemite’s El Capitan Mountain), “dirtbags” (actually an accolade), “racking up,” “jugging,” “bouldering,” “freeing,” “sending,” “belaying,” “cams,” and “Miuras” (a brand of climbing shoe) just to mention a few. I also watched several clips of her, which helped to impart some context. Those unfamiliar with rock climbing may wish to undertake similar research. (And those who find foul language and/or frank discussion of bodily functions offensive should know that the book contains both).
Ultimately, what I found was a very interesting story about a first-tier athlete and the physical and mental demands both her sport and her experience in Kyrgyzstan placed upon her. It includes a great deal of information about climbing and “climbing culture.” Some of Ms. Rodden’s descriptions of her ascents (or “sends”) had me on the edge of my seat. I also learned a great deal about the commitment, self-discipline, focus, physical training and sacrifice the sport requires.
Most importantly, I found this to be a story about Ms. Rodden’s capacity for growth and her ability to see past her all-consuming drive for perfection and greatness in order to find a more balanced life in which the chance for true fulfillment is greatly enhanced.
Could the book have been better written? Could better editorial choices have been made? Probably. But all in all, I found it a worthwhile reading experience and am glad I continued with it. 3.75 stars rounded up to 4.