Giants in the Earth, Pioneers and Risk


The book Giants in the Earth by O. E. Rolvaag is the first in a trilogy of books about the world of Norwegian immigrants in pioneer era Dakota Territory.  If you liked O, Pioneers!  by Willa Cather you will like Giants in the Earth.  Rolvaag, a Norwegian-American immigrant himself, takes an approach to the tale that is reminiscent of the great Viking sagas.  Gods must be placated. The blood price paid.  Rolvaag’s world wears down strong men, and breaks women in two.  [This last comment may be a little harsh.  Let’s face it ladies, who among us hasn’t stared into the sunset while thumbing the blade of our best kitchen knife?  But, I digress.] 

The book deals with the immigrants’ lives of struggle and privation, but even more with the emotional isolation of strangers in a strange land.  Rolvaag is not so interested in telling a story as he is in dissecting the psychology of pioneers.  He wants to know what creates them, what sustains them, and what destroys them.  There are lessons here.

 I was thinking about the concept of giants in the earth a few days ago when I was climbing over one.  My Viking ancestors thought the granite boulders lying just below the surface of the soil where the fossilized bones of giants.  Tom and I were exploring the border regions between New South Wales and Queensland, Australia when we found the trail to Bald Rock.  The hike to the summit is 1.2 km. if you go straight up the batholith.  The top is 260 meters (about 800 feet) of bare granite.  The angle up is a 20-30% rise and once you start it is best not to stop.  The way down (and an alternative way up) is less rigorous but longer (2.5 km) and takes you around the side of the mass, across a gentler face.

My participation was not reckless.  Tom knew before we got there that I would make the final decision as to which trail we took when I saw the beast.  I have said no before, when the hike was beyond my skill.  In truth, I could not have gone down the same slope I went up, at least not without a tremendous loss of skin.  Knowing I had a more user friendly way down is what got me up, but up I went: plant the pole, take small steps, follow the bright, white circles pounded into the rock, don’t look back.  And the term, “giants in the earth,” kept rolling through my mind. 

To risk, without being reckless; to test yourself within your limits; to know bounds but still challenge them; to be strong but heedful, these are what make pioneers.  To win thoughtlessly is worthless, for you have weighed nothing in the balance.  To loss thoughtfully is honorable, because you knew victory was not certain at the outset.  Our pioneers knew what they were giving up, but also knew what they might gain.  Victory was sweet but not guaranteed.  Defeat was probable, but not inevitable.  An easy path is worthless; you have not earned the prize at the end.     

Perhaps that is why Rolvaag took his title from the Biblical quotation (Genesis 6:4) “There were giants in the earth in those days; and also after that, when the sons of God came in unto the daughters of men, and they bare children to them, the same became mighty men which were of old, men of renown.”  Whether pagan or Christian, giants of mythology or men who hold tight to some divine spark, those who chose wisely shaped our land, and in them are the seeds of greatness. 

Conquer something today, and keep the faith.

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

A Generation of Serfs

Our Beautiful Constitution and its Ugly Opponents

"You Didn't Build That:" Part I