Subtitled “A Rocky Start Novella,” this is a “further adventures of” story (225 pages) by one of the co-authors of the very engaging and enjoyable “Ricky Start” trilogy, which I’ve reviewed here and which I recommend. In fact, the author assumes you’ve read the trilogy, so he doesn’t supply a lot in the way of background story, so this really won’t work as a standalone. (Hint, hint.)
So, Max and Rose, both in their thirties, are residents of the small, strange mountain town of Rocky, which straddles the line between Tennessee and North Carolina. Thing have settled down considerably since the events of the first three books and Max has settled in to what he hopes will be a much quieter life, and to that end, they’re fixing up a slightly shabby cottage on the other side of he river, just outside of town. So they’re concentrating on hanging sheetrock (which Max has just realized he’s been doing completely wrong, which Rose has been telling him all along) and not paying sufficient attention to the weather news. So when all the recent storms up in the high mountains cause flash floods that threaten to town, the two of them barely make it out alive, with much of the only road out washing away right behind them.
So now they’re stuck in Asheville with very few of their possessions and Max knows it’s probably going to be a couple of months before they will see government help with reconstruction. (Rocky Start has been a PTA to both states for years, so they’re very low priority.) And he knows he’ll go crazy with nothing to do in the meantime -- because Max always has to be doing something. So he sends Rose off to New York to visit friends for a while and then he packs his rucksack and hitches a ride for an old friend to complete his unfinished through-hike of he Appalachian Trail down to Georgia.
That hike was what started Max’s connection with Rocky Start back at the beginning of everything, but he’s quite a different person now. The reasons for his self-established mission -- to hike the whole trial and avoid people as much as possible along the way -- no longer pertain . . . maybe. Rose has been working all long on fixing the emotional and psychological damage Max has suffered for all of his long career as a covert operative. So she extracts a promise from him that he’s make an effort to actually talk to at least one person a day on the Trail, and not just fade back into the trees when someone approaches -- which he’s very good at. Max loves her, and he knows she’s right, so he promises to do that. And he always keeps his promises.
So that’s the setup. Completing his twice-postponed hike is going to take three weeks or so, and Max finds that actually involving himself in conversation with other people has a tendency to also involve him in their lives. Sometimes that’s a bad thing (or at least annoying), but mostly it’s good, and surprisingly satisfying. Mayer’s forthright style continues to suit his characters perfectly, the pace of the story is perfect, and the dry humor will key you smiling. And, of course, there’s that suspicious person with superior woodcraft similar to Max’s own who’s been tracking him. . . .