Barnaby Skye, a pressed seaman in the Royal Navy, jumps ship at ort Vancouver in 1826 with little more than the clothes on his back and a belaying pin for a weapon. Fighting for life, starving, his from his pursuers--the Hudson's Bay Company and the British Navy--he follows the Columbia River inland toward a fate he never anticipated. In a trapping brigade, Skye falls in with legendary mountain men such as Jim Bridger and Tom "Broken Hand" Fitzpatrick and in the fabled Rocky Mountains finds another unexpected turn in his life when he meets the Crow maiden, Many Quill Woman, who will become his wife.
You needn’t have read other books in the series to enjoy this one.
It’s early 1860 as this opens, and Barnaby Skye salivates over and covets a Henry repeating rifle. He’s short $500, but there’s a group of whores and another group of mail-order brides headed to the same town in the Idaho territory. Skye isn’t wild about the idea of guiding these people. The mail-order brides aren’t much to look at, and the prostitutes are their own kind of trouble. But oh, how he needs that rifle. Against his better judgment and that of his two Indian wives, he undertakes the project.
There’s friction among the women, and Skye’s own propensity to booze it up prove fatal for one of the group. There’s no end of hostility from Indians, and bad decisions on the part of the travelers make things worse for everyone.
This was a fun read; books by this author always are for me. The book includes engaging, fast-paced action, and the changes wrought on the characters by their experience and the land itself is thoughtful stuff.
The worst Skye's West novel I have read. All the action is predicated upon Mr. Skye being a drunken fool. He must shepherd a group of whores and a group of mail order brides to Bannack, a gold mining town. Along the way some get killed, some get taken by Indians, and some grow in stature. Almost every plot change is caused by Skye's stupidity. This is usually a good series, but Wheeler lets us down with this clunker.