A raging Colorado forest fire calls upon the courage of Barnes, an experienced fire jumper tormented by the deaths of members of his team the previous season, who must lead a team of firefighters into the mouth of the beast.
Robinson is a good man and an AP reader, so this was required reading. It's good, too, though my long slog through the hundreds of books by the same title make me wonder about that choice. It's shot through with machismo, so I don't necessarily recommend it widely, but it is a chilling look at fire jumpers.
I’ve been reading quite a bit of wildfire narratives over the last few years, from the worlds of smokejumpers to (more commonly) hotshots....and recently a couple of fictional works, from experienced hotshots, this as well as Wildfire: A Novel, have joined those ranks. The melancholy is real here, thought the two halves of the narrative aren’t perfectly in balance...still it’s a solid tale.