"What does your son-in-law have that I don't have?"
"My daughter."
ba dum tsss
The handful of one-liners like the one above manages to push this book from 2 1/2 stars to a 3 star book for me, but just barely. Overall I was really underwhelmed by this story. The description had me anticipating the two "coots" would be knocking on doors, asking for handouts and a place to stay, and that each stop would be a bit further on their journey. In reality they had plans for who they were staying with every night of their trip. Yes, most of the people they stayed with were strangers, but it was much less spontaneous than the description implied.
More than that, though, I felt as though the author did not really elaborate on the interactions at each stop. Many times the overnight stay would be something like this, "We were told there was a party in our honor tonight. We had steaks and plenty of beer lubricated the conversation. Then we crashed gratefully into our beds." I was hoping for more about the conversations.
I have the feeling that the author was trying to piece together the trip well after it happened and had not kept a journal or any real record of it, so he was left with what were the most vivid memories and nothing specific about conversations. He was a conservationist before retiring, so the bulk of the book tended to have more in depth conversations about conservation and not much else. From a conservation standpoint, it was interesting, but it was not really what I was expecting.