"Lyrical" is one of the words that comes to mind when I was reading this book. It's the story of a young woman's journey by horseback across Canada from Mascouche, QC to Vancouver, BC in 1949-1950. She was helping to bring a mare owned by friends who had moved out to BC and in doing so was on a voyage of discovery.
This book is less about the physical journey itself but does, at times, reads like what many young (and old) people have been doing for millenia and that is to find their own place in society. I don't think that Ms. Kingscote found her place during this journey but it was a start.
The best parts of this book has to do with her interactions with people across Canada, both good and bad, with the good overwhelming the bad. I loved hearing how people invited her in and sheltered her and almost passed her along to the next set of friends. In that I hear the resonance of long-ago bike tours and it makes me wish for the open road.