The Big Year: A Tale of Man, Nature, and Fowl Obsession

( 22 )

Overview

A classic in the making -- an account of the biggest year in birdwatching history.

In the USA, some 50 million people lay claim to being bird-watchers or "birders," spending billions of dollars on birding-related travel and membership fees every year. A select, and utterly obsessed, few compete in one of the world's quirkiest contests -- the race to spot the most species in North America in a single year. And 1998 wasn't just a big year. It was the biggest. The Big Year is ...

See more details below
Available through our Marketplace sellers.
Other sellers (Hardcover)
  • All (11) from $1.99   
  • New (1) from $65.00   
  • Used (10) from $1.99   
Close
Sort by
Page 1 of 1
Showing All
Note: Marketplace items are not eligible for any BN.com coupons and promotions
$65.00
Seller since 2014

Feedback rating:

(160)

Condition:

New — never opened or used in original packaging.

Like New — packaging may have been opened. A "Like New" item is suitable to give as a gift.

Very Good — may have minor signs of wear on packaging but item works perfectly and has no damage.

Good — item is in good condition but packaging may have signs of shelf wear/aging or torn packaging. All specific defects should be noted in the Comments section associated with each item.

Acceptable — item is in working order but may show signs of wear such as scratches or torn packaging. All specific defects should be noted in the Comments section associated with each item.

Used — An item that has been opened and may show signs of wear. All specific defects should be noted in the Comments section associated with each item.

Refurbished — A used item that has been renewed or updated and verified to be in proper working condition. Not necessarily completed by the original manufacturer.

New
Brand new.

Ships from: acton, MA

Usually ships in 1-2 business days

  • Standard, 48 States
  • Standard (AK, HI)
Page 1 of 1
Showing All
Close
Sort by
The Big Year: A Tale of Man, Nature, and Fowl Obsession

Available on NOOK devices and apps  
  • NOOK Devices
  • NOOK HD/HD+ Tablet
  • NOOK
  • NOOK Color
  • NOOK Tablet
  • Tablet/Phone
  • NOOK for Windows 8 Tablet
  • NOOK for iOS
  • NOOK for Android
  • NOOK Kids for iPad
  • PC/Mac
  • NOOK for Windows 8
  • NOOK for PC
  • NOOK for Mac
  • NOOK Study
  • NOOK for Web

Want a NOOK? Explore Now

NOOK Book (eBook)
$11.66
BN.com price

Overview

A classic in the making -- an account of the biggest year in birdwatching history.

In the USA, some 50 million people lay claim to being bird-watchers or "birders," spending billions of dollars on birding-related travel and membership fees every year. A select, and utterly obsessed, few compete in one of the world's quirkiest contests -- the race to spot the most species in North America in a single year. And 1998 wasn't just a big year. It was the biggest. The Big Year is Pulitzer Prize-winner Mark Obmascik's account of what was to become the greatest birding year of all time.

It was freak weather conditions that ensured all previous records were broken, but what becomes clear within the pages of this classic portrait of obsession is that while our feathered friends may be the objective of the Big Year competition, it's the curious activities and behavioural patterns of the pursuing "homo sapiens" that are the real cause for concern. It is a contest that reveals much of the human character in extremes. Such are the author's powers of observation that he brilliantly brings to life and gets under the skin of these extraordinary, eccentric and obsessive birders while empathizing with and eventually succumbing to the all-consuming nature of their obsession. The result is a wonderfully funny, acutely observed classic to rank alongside the best of Bill Bryson.

Mark Obmascik was the lead writer for the Denver Post's Pulitzer Prize-winning coverage of the Columbine High School massacre. He has been writing on strange characters and the environment for many years. He is an avid outdoorsman and recently admitted to his own growing obsession with birds. He lives in Denverwit his wife and two sons.

Read More Show Less

Editorial Reviews

From Barnes & Noble

Fifty million Americans call themselves bird watchers, and each year the most devoted of these birders take to the woods and wilderness to spot species that they have never seen. At the top of this fair-feathered heap are the contestants in the North American Big Year, an annual competition that attracts hundreds of obsessive birders. To win this competition, each contestant spends 365 days racing around the continental U.S. and Canada compiling lists of "sighted" birds. In The Big Year, award-winning Denver Post journalist Mark Obmascik documents the zany passion of the men and women who brave bug-infested swamps and moldy motel mattresses to glimpse rare breeds in their native habitat. (P.S. In October, this 2004 Discover book will be released as a major motion picture starring Owen Wilson, Steve Martin and Jack Black.)

From the Publisher
Outside magazine A feathered version of It's a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad World.

The Boston Globe Superlative...ebulliently wonderful....The suspense ratchets up, and Obmascik's considerable skill is to make these men so real in their quests, so admirably alive, that in the end who wins the contest is almost beside the point....Because the true subject here is the human spirit — and all the impossible, incredible, and wondrous things we do and endure for our beloved passions.

Chicago Tribune A most compelling tale. This is a bird book for the masses....Their chase is entertaining and wonderfully retold.

Library Journal
★ 09/01/2013
In this riveting narrative, three competitive birders vie to see the most birds in one year. This enjoyable read was made into a movie starring Steve Martin and Owen Wilson.
Read More Show Less

Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780375432941
  • Publisher: Random House Large Print
  • Publication date: 1/27/2004
  • Pages: 496
  • Product dimensions: 5.70 (w) x 8.50 (h) x 1.20 (d)

Meet the Author

Mark Obmascik is a Pulitzer Prize–winning journalist and bestselling author of The Big Year, which was made into a movie, and Halfway to Heaven. He won the 2009 National Outdoor Book Award for outdoor literature, the 2003 National Press Club Award for environmental journalism, and was lead writer for the Denver Post team that won the 2000 Pulitzer Prize. He lives in Denver with his wife and their three sons.

Read More Show Less

Read an Excerpt

The Big Year

A Tale of Man, Nature, and Fowl Obsession
By Mark Obmascik

Random House Large Print Publishing

Copyright © 2004 Mark Obmascik
All right reserved.

ISBN: 0375432949

Chapter One

January 1, 1998

Sandy Komito

Sandy Komito was ready. It was an hour before sunrise, New Year's Day, and he sat alone at an all-night Denny's in Nogales, Arizona. He ordered ham and eggs. He stared into the black outside the window.

At this stage in his life, he knew men who lusted for a new wife or a Porsche or even a yacht. Komito had no interest.

What he wanted was birds.

For the coming year he would dedicate himself to a singular goal - spotting more species of birds in North America than any human in history. He knew it wouldn't be easy. He expected to be away from home 270 of the next 365 days chasing winged creatures around the continent. There were ptarmigans to trail on the frozen spine of the Continental Divide in Colorado and hummingbirds to hunt in the heat of the Arizona desert. He would prowl the moonlight for owls in the North Woods of Minnesota and wade the beaches of South Florida at dawn for boobies. He planned to race after birds by boat in Nova Scotia, by bicycle in the Aleutian Islands, and by helicopter in Nevada. Sleep was not a priority, but when it came, he would be tossing in the army bunks of Alaska and turning on the rolling waves of the Dry Tortugas.

This was, after all, a competition, and Komito wanted to win.

He ordered his second thermos of coffee and spread paperwork across his place mat. One sheet was an Internet printout of a North American rare-bird alert from Houston. The other was a regional alert from Tucson. Komito smiled. There were more rare birds spotted last week in southeastern Arizona than anywhere else on the continent.

His gut told him that this chain restaurant was the right place to start. He'd eaten in so many Denny's over the years that he didn't have to waste time with a menu. Besides, other birders reported that the trees around this Denny's were roosts for the great-tailed grackle and black vulture. Either of these fine local birds, Komito decided, would be a wonderful launch for his year.

From his window Komito watched the horizon lighten with the gray promise of dawn. Little moved.

Across from the restaurant, though, a freight train suddenly rammed through the quiet. All the ruckus made something take wing outside and land just beyond his window.

Komito's heart raced: it was his first bird of the competition!

He lurched forward for the identification.

Plump ... gray ... head bobbing.

"It's a damn pigeon," he muttered.

Every year on January 1, hundreds of people abandon their day-to-day lives to join one of the world's quirkiest contests. Their goal: spotting the most species of birds in a single year. Most contestants limit themselves to the birds of their home county. Others chase birds only within the borders of their home state. But the grandest birding competition of them all, the most grueling, the most expensive, and occasionally the most vicious, sprawls over an entire continent.

It is called the Big Year.

In a Big Year, there are few rules and no referees. Birders just fly, drive, or boat anytime, anywhere in the continental United States and Canada, to chase a rumor of a rare species. Sometimes birders manage to photograph their prey, but usually they just jot down sightings in notebooks and hope other competitors believe them. At the end of the year, contestants forward their self-reported species totals to the American Birding Association, which publishes the results in a magazine-sized document that generates more gossip than an eighth-grade locker room.

In a good year the contest offers passion and deceit, fear and courage, a fundamental craving to see and conquer mixed with an unstoppable yearning for victory.

In a bad year the contest costs a lot of money and leaves people raw.

This is the story of the greatest - or maybe the worst - birding competition of all time, the 1998 North American Big Year.

Nutting's flycatcher is a small, plain, grayish brown bird, native to Central Mexico. Its cry is distinct. It says, "Wheek." The last time this rarity was confirmed in the wilds north of the border, Harry Truman was president and Jackie Robinson was slugging his first home run in an All-Star game. But in mid-December 1997, a birder hiking along an irrigation reservoir near Nogales, Arizona, saw the flycatcher and reported it to the local Maricopa Audubon chapter in Phoenix.

Maricopa Audubon flagged the news on the Internet; the Tucson Rare Bird Alert posted a message on its twenty-four-hour phone number; the North American Rare Bird Alert in Houston started phoning people on its High Alert subscriber list.

From 2,400 miles away, at his home in Fair Lawn, New Jersey, Sandy Komito answered the call. It was the sighting of the Nutting's flycatcher, above all other birds, that had convinced him to begin his Big Year in Nogales.

He left Denny's and drove through the hills of prickly pear and mesquite until reaching the gates of Patagonia Lake State Park.

A ranger greeted him.

"Five dollars, please," she told Komito.

Komito had already spent hundreds of dollars on airline tickets, car rental, and motel room just to be here. But he had worked years as a New Jersey industrial contractor and he knew how to get things done. So he put a little sweetening in a deep voice that, back home, could startle work crews on the far end of a factory rooftop.

"Oh, I'm just a birder," Komito told the ranger. "I'm here to look for one bird. I'll only be here ten minutes. Do I really have to pay five dollars?" he asked, trying to take advantage of the park's unofficial policy of free entry for people who drive through and stay less than fifteen minutes.

The ranger stared him down. His bargaining routine hardly ever worked, but he still made a game of it.

From the Web, Komito had downloaded precise instructions on how to find the bird: "Turn right at the bottom of the hill and go through the campground. Where the loop turns around, there is a trailhead and about four parking spaces. Park here and walk in about one-third of a mile. On the left is the lake and willows; the bird is usually on the right in mesquite."

Komito found the parking area and felt suddenly, uncharacteristically nervous. His car, for one thing, was all wrong. For years, he had rented a Lincoln Town Car on all out-of-state expeditions. This helped pigeonhole his reputation among birders as the loud wisecracker from New Jersey who barreled around in a giant land barge. For this Big Year, though, Komito had converted to midsize rentals. His thinking was simple: to stretch his travel budget, he would spend money on miles, not comfort, and a less prestigious car was cheaper than a Lincoln. Still, birding was all about classifying creatures - long-eared owls always had long ears, and short-eared owls always had short ears - and now he was abruptly changing his own personal field mark. Was the birding world ready for Sandy Komito, Ford Taurus man?

There was another complication. All four parking spaces were filled; more cars perched along the narrow shoulder of the park road. The other vehicles had telltale stickers: Sacramento Audubon, Tucson Audubon. Komito wondered: Am I late? I hope I'm not too late.

The trail wasn't exactly a trail. It looked more like a hard-packed cattle run - and smelled like it, too. Meadowlarks darted through the brush, but Komito ignored them. He had only one bird on his mind.

Three hundred yards up the path, two men were crisscrossing the mesquite. They looked as if they were searching for something - a lost hat, maybe, or even a flower or a butterfly. Komito guessed otherwise.

"Have you seen the bird?" he called to them.

"No," one replied.

Komito loved it. In the brambles of the Arizona desert, he had found complete strangers who understood, and spoke, his intentionally vague language.

Though Big Years were intensely competitive, Komito preferred to join a gaggle chasing rare species. Sure, working in a crowd meant that many people would identify and list the same bird. But to Komito, all these other people were more than just birders. They were witnesses. Top birders have closely watched each other for years, and many suspected some of fraud. In fact, the nastiest, most personal fights in the history of North American birding had come over disputed sightings.

Komito had no time during a Big Year to slog through one of those quagmires, but he did expect at some point to come face-to-face with questionable characters. In a contest built on trust, credibility was like virginity - it could be lost only once. Komito wanted more than a Big Year record. He wanted a Big Year record that was bulletproof.

Up the trail, other birders worked the scrub. Komito recognized two.

Dr. Michael Austin was a general practitioner who had moved a few years ago from his native Ontario to South Texas to get easier shots at hard birds. His strategy had worked: now he had seen more species than all but fifteen birders on the continent. While Komito was watching the sun rise over breakfast at Denny's, Austin was already out in the field, searching for the flycatcher.

The other birding acquaintance coursing the brush was Dr. Craig Roberts, an emergency-room physician from Tillamook, Oregon. Roberts was an intense man who, in the birding version of machismo, told others how he had spent hours memorizing tapes of birdsongs and chip notes. When Komito told jokes, Roberts rolled his eyes.

Behind a bush Komito saw one member of the search party pointing a Plexiglas dish; the contraption was supposed to amplify faraway birdcalls. So far, no luck. Komito tilted back his head to scan the high mesquite branches. His neck was so accustomed to this exercise that it had bulged in size from fourteen and a half inches to seventeen inches. Among birders, this peculiar condition was known as warbler neck - spending too much time looking up at treetops for darting songbirds.

Suddenly somebody hollered, "I've got the bird!"

Komito ran. His binoculars slapped his chest. What if the bird flew off? His cross-continent hunt closed to its last hundred yards. His stomach knotted. He ran harder.

Bird still there?

Slow down!

Now he was close. The last thing he wanted was to scare it off. Gasping, sweating, heart pounding, he edged ahead on tiptoes.

Twenty feet in front of Komito was Craig Roberts. Twenty feet in front of Roberts was a drab bird perching and darting among the thicket. Komito quickly positioned himself with the sun at his back and raised his binoculars. He knew Roberts, a gifted scout of obscure species, was unlikely to misidentify the bird. Still, the Nutting's flycatcher did look strikingly similar to the ash-throated flycatcher, a far more common bird. Like a cop homing in on a stakeout suspect, Komito hurriedly searched for the distinguishing characteristics - a browner face, rounder head, shorter bill, yellower belly.

Then the bird sang.

"Wheek."

That call clinched it. Komito grabbed the Nikon from his backpack and rattled off a dozen shots on slide film.

The bird was his, with witnesses and photographic proof. He pulled out a palm-size notebook and wrote: Nutting's. 1/1/98. Patagonia, Arizona.

He wanted to whoop with joy, but that might scare the bird.

His intensity melted. He stepped back and marveled at the scene around him.

A throbbing, twitching pulse of thirty people had emerged from the mesquite with a collection of the world's finest optics - Leica, Zeiss, Swarovski, and Kowa - and encircled the flycatcher. Cameras cascaded with clicks and flashes and whirs. This bird had paparazzi.

The irony was hard to resist. In Nogales, the INS had assigned one thousand Border Patrol agents to keep Mexicans out of the United States. But put wings on a lone migrant no larger than a Lonsdale cigar and dozens of people across America formed a pilgrimage to greet it.

Many birders remained with the flycatcher, savoring their glimpses of such a rarity and swapping stories with old friends. Though these postdiscovery klatches were one of the main reasons why Komito loved birding, he glanced at his watch.

Even on the first morning of the first day of his Big Year, Sandy Komito knew time was slipping away. He hustled back to his Ford Taurus.

Al Levantin

Al Levantin had waited forty years for this day. When he toiled in the lab, mixing the chemicals that won two patents for the company, he waited. When he flew one hundred thousand miles a year to sell products for the company, he waited. When he moved his family overseas for seven years to run the European division for the company, he waited. He waited during the weeks when he worked sixty hours, and he waited during the weeks he worked eighty. He waited for his two baby boys to grow into men, and he waited for his wife to become a grandmother.

Now the waiting was over.

He had set his alarm for 6 A.M., but he already lay awake. He looked out the bedroom window. Though the moon was barely a sliver, it was bright enough to reveal the outline, just beyond his aspen stand, of Snowmass ski mountain. He didn't want to wake his wife, so he didn't turn on the bedroom light. It was dark, but he knew where he was going.

Today he would set out on his quest to break the North American birdwatching record.

From his closet he grabbed a sweater and headed for the kitchen. Levantin lived in a spectacular home. Built on seven timbered acres along a ridge of the Elk Mountains near Aspen, the house was one of those architectural marvels that appeared to ramble across several county lines while still feeling all warm and intimate on the inside. The hallway and dining-room floors were made of brown flagstone, with hot-water pipes beneath to keep naked toes cozy even in the depths of a Colorado winter. You couldn't move anywhere in this house - the stairway, a hallway, an office area - without passing some vast window with some breathtaking view. Ceilings were high and vaulted, with husky wood beams, and a fireplace gaped large enough to swallow unsplit logs. Levantin walked into his kitchen - floor of cherry planks, Sub-Zero that could ice a Volkswagen - and fired up the coffeemaker. It had taken eighteen months to build this place, six more than planned, but the results were worth it. Sometimes there were perks for waiting.

He picked up his Leica binoculars and Kowa scope and followed the covered outdoor passageway to the garage. No fresh snow last night. From an elevation of nine thousand feet, stars seemed to spill everywhere.

The gate at the end of the road opened automatically when his Audi approached. He goosed the gas. He wanted to be in a certain spot before the sun edged over the Continental Divide.

Levantin had Highway 82 all to himself. Most people in the Roaring Fork Valley did not rise before dawn. Some didn't sleep before dawn.



Continues...


Excerpted from The Big Year by Mark Obmascik Copyright © 2004 by Mark Obmascik. Excerpted by permission.
All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.
Excerpts are provided by Dial-A-Book Inc. solely for the personal use of visitors to this web site.

Read More Show Less

Table of Contents

Contents

Introduction

1. January 1, 1998

2. A Birder Is Hatched

3. The Early Birds

4. Strategy

5. Bodega Bluff

6. Whirlwind

7. El Niño

8. The Wise Owl

9. Yucatán Express

10. The Big Yak

11. The Cradle of Storms

12. The B.O.D.

13. Doubt

14. Forked

15. Conquest

16. Cape Hatteras Clincher

17. Two in the Bush

18. Nemesis

19. Honorbound

20. December 31, 1998

Epilogue

Acknowledgments

Bibliography

Index

Read More Show Less

Customer Reviews

Average Rating 4.5
( 22 )
Rating Distribution

5 Star

(10)

4 Star

(10)

3 Star

(1)

2 Star

(1)

1 Star

(0)

Your Rating:

Your Name: Create a Pen Name or

Barnes & Noble.com Review Rules

Our reader reviews allow you to share your comments on titles you liked, or didn't, with others. By submitting an online review, you are representing to Barnes & Noble.com that all information contained in your review is original and accurate in all respects, and that the submission of such content by you and the posting of such content by Barnes & Noble.com does not and will not violate the rights of any third party. Please follow the rules below to help ensure that your review can be posted.

Reviews by Our Customers Under the Age of 13

We highly value and respect everyone's opinion concerning the titles we offer. However, we cannot allow persons under the age of 13 to have accounts at BN.com or to post customer reviews. Please see our Terms of Use for more details.

What to exclude from your review:

Please do not write about reviews, commentary, or information posted on the product page. If you see any errors in the information on the product page, please send us an email.

Reviews should not contain any of the following:

  • - HTML tags, profanity, obscenities, vulgarities, or comments that defame anyone
  • - Time-sensitive information such as tour dates, signings, lectures, etc.
  • - Single-word reviews. Other people will read your review to discover why you liked or didn't like the title. Be descriptive.
  • - Comments focusing on the author or that may ruin the ending for others
  • - Phone numbers, addresses, URLs
  • - Pricing and availability information or alternative ordering information
  • - Advertisements or commercial solicitation

Reminder:

  • - By submitting a review, you grant to Barnes & Noble.com and its sublicensees the royalty-free, perpetual, irrevocable right and license to use the review in accordance with the Barnes & Noble.com Terms of Use.
  • - Barnes & Noble.com reserves the right not to post any review -- particularly those that do not follow the terms and conditions of these Rules. Barnes & Noble.com also reserves the right to remove any review at any time without notice.
  • - See Terms of Use for other conditions and disclaimers.
Search for Products You'd Like to Recommend

Recommend other products that relate to your review. Just search for them below and share!

Create a Pen Name

Your Pen Name is your unique identity on BN.com. It will appear on the reviews you write and other website activities. Your Pen Name cannot be edited, changed or deleted once submitted.

 
Your Pen Name can be any combination of alphanumeric characters (plus - and _), and must be at least two characters long.

Continue Anonymously
See All Sort by: Showing 1 – 20 of 23 Customer Reviews
  • Posted November 21, 2011

    more from this reviewer

    Better Than the Movie

    I liked the recent film, a movie I don't think got the support it deserved, but I found the book gave a better explanation of why a trio of grown men would race over North America trying to find rare birds to win a contest with no money attached. It also gave more depth to their characters and told more about the rarities they were seeking. I suggest you also read Roger Tory Peterson and James Fisher's Wild America, the book that inspired the concept of the Big Year and rent the film when it comes out in DVD.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

    Was this review helpful? Yes  No   Report this review
  • Anonymous

    Posted March 12, 2004

    delightful obsession

    I hated finishing this book. As a birder, although not so dedicated, I vicariously lived each day spent with those three men. Obmascik writes in a light and easy style, his keen observations flecked with delicious humor. The courage the three birders evidenced, particularly Greg Miller, is amazing and unforgettable. Obmascik writes vivid prose, especially considering he never once accompanied his subjects on any of their forays into the field. I rarely keep books I buy; this one I will not part with.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

    Was this review helpful? Yes  No   Report this review
  • Anonymous

    Posted March 10, 2013

    Loved it!

    I love this book! I am, of course, a birder, and if you are not one, this book probably isnt for you!

    Was this review helpful? Yes  No   Report this review
  • Posted January 25, 2013

    Very satisfying.

    I chose this book because I was looking for a light read. I had recently seen and enjoyed the movie for what it was...a light Hollywood comedy. But when I learned that it was based on a true story, my interest was piqued. And I was not disappointed. This was a wonderful chronicle that follows three of the most fascinating non fiction characters over the course of a year as they go to unimaginable lengths to try and attain a rather curious goal that only a true bird watcher would appreciate. It is very well written and documented and had me laughing or shaking my head in disbelief throughout.
    And in the end, I could easily distinguish a booby from a common tit!

    Was this review helpful? Yes  No   Report this review
  • Posted November 19, 2011

    A fun read...

    An interesting look at three men who are birders and the they try to find the most species...

    Was this review helpful? Yes  No   Report this review
  • Anonymous

    Posted November 9, 2011

    Recommended - Amusing, amazing picture of gentle obsession

    Three disparate men set out to see the most number of bird species in a year...Their Big Year... A gentle interest/sport/obsession played out far from cheers and applause. The USA with its boundless reaches and many, many climate ranges provides an unparalleled and relatively unspoiled backdrop for the people (in this case three men) who are passionate about seeing birds (as opposed to killing them). No where else but America would you meet such delightful people who rival each other, yet help each other at the same time. For a look at a world far from the concrete jungles, where we might wish wistfully to visit with such delightful obsessive behavior. Not for everone...but certainly a different rivalry from almost any other. Recommended.

    Was this review helpful? Yes  No   Report this review
  • Posted October 9, 2011

    more from this reviewer

    An Awesome Read!

    The Big Year is a far-cry from just being a birders' book. The Big Year is about the lives of three men (three birders!!!) and their obsessive (and sometimes crazy)attempts, over the course of a year, to earn bragging rights and their spots in the records for most birds "counted." Obmascik has captured the spirit of the chase and the lengths to which these three men will go to add birds to their lists.

    This was one book I found hard to put down and I highly recommend!!

    Was this review helpful? Yes  No   Report this review
  • Anonymous

    Posted April 21, 2010

    The Big Year

    Not necessary to be a bird lover to enjoy this book. This story is all about the thrill of the chase and the competition that evolves among the three main characters. Well written, fast-paced, and a bit of fun.

    Was this review helpful? Yes  No   Report this review
  • Anonymous

    Posted December 10, 2006

    Read It. Period.

    I purchased this book for my parents after they took care of my children for a long weekend. My Mom woke at 2am for several nights so she could continue reading The Big Year. She then loaned it to me and I did the same. I am not a 'birder,' although I enjoy birds. One doesn't need to know anything about birds to enjoy this wonderfully written, humorous, fascinating work. I loaned The Big Year to a neighbor who read it to his tweens (who loved it) - he said it was all he could do to wait until the next evening to continue reading to his daughters.

    Was this review helpful? Yes  No   Report this review
  • Anonymous

    Posted March 2, 2004

    Birding in Sports Illustrated???

    I read the excerpt of this book in my sons Sports Illustrated (January 19, 2004 issue) and immediately ordered a copy The Big Year. Who would have thought that three bird watchers offer the story for an article in Sports Illustrated. But this is a story of an 'extreme' sport. Bird watching at the level described in The Big Year is competitive, compulsive, and compelling. When I received the book during a cold January weekend, I could not put it down until I found out who won the competition and how the year ended for the three competitors. The writing is outstanding and the picture drawn of the three competitors leaves you thinking you know them. The Big Year is a great read.

    Was this review helpful? Yes  No   Report this review
  • Anonymous

    Posted January 25, 2004

    Remarkable obsession . . .

    This book is witty, clever, and informative. Even a non-birder will find this a truly enjoyable read. I gained a deeper respect for winged creatures and garnered new information about places I'd been and places I've yet to see. The saga left me itching for an opportunity to go birdwatching!

    Was this review helpful? Yes  No   Report this review
  • Anonymous

    Posted October 21, 2013

    No text was provided for this review.

  • Anonymous

    Posted July 31, 2011

    No text was provided for this review.

  • Anonymous

    Posted December 19, 2008

    No text was provided for this review.

  • Anonymous

    Posted November 15, 2011

    No text was provided for this review.

  • Anonymous

    Posted February 20, 2012

    No text was provided for this review.

  • Anonymous

    Posted September 29, 2010

    No text was provided for this review.

  • Anonymous

    Posted December 22, 2011

    No text was provided for this review.

  • Anonymous

    Posted November 13, 2011

    No text was provided for this review.

  • Anonymous

    Posted June 28, 2011

    No text was provided for this review.

See All Sort by: Showing 1 – 20 of 23 Customer Reviews

If you find inappropriate content, please report it to Barnes & Noble
Why is this product inappropriate?
Comments (optional)