I first read this book when I was 11 following the TV series and thought it was absolutely magical as it provided a gateway to another world. Not just another time, but a place where the sun shone all summer and the winter was deep snow, a place where wildlife was abundant and a place could escape from the mundane world of adults. Of course the real world isn't like that and despite reading it several times the book became lost over the years.
I rediscovered it following a drunken reminiscence conversation with an old pal and bought it for several nephews and nieces. While they were a bit sceptical about reading a book written in the 1940s where children routinely killed and skinned wild animals, trapped wild animals for their pelts, took rare birds' eggs and collected rare butterflies, each one of them fell for its charm and each loved it. I figured it was time to read it again for myself and even though I'm now in my mid-30s Brendon Chase remains the magical world I remembered it to be. The book has drama, joy, pathos and real adventure and despite the mass slaughter of the animals I truly believe it will inspire children to love nature. Brendon Chase is haunting, enchanting and makes you feel alive just reading it. Go on, indulge yourself.