Jonathan David Walter’s The Towpath surprised me, in the best possible way. What starts as an almost folklore-tinged historical adventure quickly spirals into a tense, time-bending thriller that kept me turning pages late into the night. The description intrigued me, but the actual story delivered far more depth and emotional punch than I expected.
The book’s central force is the Redeemer, a seventeenth-century Iroquois warrior-mother driven by grief so raw and unrelenting that it becomes its own kind of supernatural fuel. Her motivations are chillingly clear: she’ll rip through time itself to stop her daughter’s suicide, and she views that mission as righteous, no matter the collateral damage. Walter does a fantastic job making her both terrifying and sympathetic. I never forgot what she was fighting for, even when her methods made my stomach knot.
On the opposite end of the spectrum is Aaron Porter, the painfully shy fourteen-year-old who stumbles onto the medallion first. I found Aaron incredibly relatable, awkward, earnest, and smart in the subtle, surprising ways teens often are. His garbage-picking hobby, which initially seems like a quirky detail, ends up being a perfect metaphor for his character: someone who sees value where others don’t, someone used to being overlooked until he suddenly isn’t. His dynamic with his friends brings a lighter, grounded energy that balances the darker historical thread.
The real tension comes from the collision of these two worlds. The Redeemer and her band of warriors feel mythic and unstoppable, and the sense of dread that builds as they close in on Aaron is almost cinematic. Walter shifts perspectives at just the right moments, letting us sit inside the minds of both predator and prey. That structure keeps the stakes high and the pacing sharp.
What I appreciated most was that the book never loses sight of its emotional core. Yes, there’s time travel, and supernatural elements, and chase scenes that feel tailor-made for adaptation, but beneath all that, it’s a story about grief, desperation, and the dangerous ways love can distort duty. The moral questions linger long after the action scenes fade.
If I had one minor critique, it’s that a few transitions between timelines felt abrupt, especially early on, but once the story found its rhythm, I barely noticed.
Overall, The Towpath is a haunting, fast-moving thriller with both heart and teeth. If you like your time-travel stories with real emotional stakes and antagonist-heroes who blur the line between monstrous and tragic, you’ll be hooked. I definitely was.