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Book Review: Another Man’s Ground By Claire Booth

July 17, 2017 at 8:00 am by Claudia

Today I am reviewing Another Man’s Ground by Claire Booth for TLC Book Tours. As always, I am provided with a copy of the book in exchange for my honest review.

About the book (from the publisher): It starts out as an interesting little theft case. Branson, Missouri’s new Sheriff, Hank Worth, is called out to look at stands of trees that have been stripped of their bark, which the property owner had planned to harvest for the booming herbal supplement market. At first, Hank easily balances the demands of the investigation with his fledgling political career. He was appointed several months earlier to the vacant sheriff position, but he needs to win the fast-approaching election in order to keep his job. He thinks the campaign will go well, as long as he’s able to keep secret the fact that a group of undocumented immigrants – hired to cut down the stripped trees – have fled into the forest and he’s deliberately not looking for them.

But then the discovery of a murder victim deep in the Ozark backwoods sets him in the middle of a generations-old feud that explodes into danger not only for him, but also for the immigrants, his deputies, and his family. He must rush to find a murderer before election day, and protect the vulnerable in Branson County, where politicking is hell and trespassing can get you killed.

My review: I reviewed the first book in this new series by Claire Booth – The Branson Beauty – last year and was very impressed by Booth’s writing and the character of Hank Worth. So when the chance to review the second book in the series came up, I happily said yes.

This book takes up where the last one left off. Hank Worth is an honest man, determined to do his job in spite of those who are against him, including a wealthy businessman who wields a lot of power in the community – a man who Hank tangled with in the previous story and who Hank suspects is as crooked as the day is long. Hank is running for office and his opponent is a cop who isn’t very nice or very qualified and who has allegiances to the wealthy businessman.

While all this is going on, the mystery starts. Booth writes evocatively of the area around Branson, Missouri. She knows it well. Many of the characters from the first novel return, Hank’s wife and children and father-in-law, the eager young policeman Hank calls The Pup, his colleague Sheila, and those who are entrenched in their ways and don’t much like a Sheriff who moved there from another state, even though his wife grew up there. As in the first novel, greed and corruption weigh heavily in the storyline.

Booth handles a multi-layered plot with ease and assurance. Just as I did when reading the first novel in this Hank Worth series, I found myself caught up in the lives of the inhabitants of Branson. And I really like Hank, a guy who is reluctant to do the politics thing, though he has to in order to run for Sheriff. He is a great protagonist. I look forward to more books in this series.

About the author: Claire Booth spent more than a decade as a daily newspaper reporter, much of it covering crimes so convoluted and strange they seemed more like fiction than reality. Eventually, she had enough of the real world and decided to write novels instead. Her Sheriff Hank Worth series takes place in Branson, Missouri, where small-town Ozark politics and big-city country tourism clash in, yes, strange and convoluted ways.

One of you will win a copy of Another Man’s Ground. Just leave a comment on this post and I will pick a winner on Friday evening. Good luck!

Happy Monday.

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Utah and Wyoming

July 15, 2017 at 8:00 am by Claudia

If it’s Friday (I’m writing this on Friday) it must be…what? Oh yes, Wyoming, nearly Nebraska. I last wrote you in Nevada, I think, and since then we’ve moved on to Utah and Wyoming.

I’d never been to Utah before and let me tell you, I was stunned by its beauty. First up was the Great Salt Lake Desert, which is what remains of the Bonneville Salt Lake of thousand of years ago. I’d heard of the famous Bonneville Salt Flats of land/speed record fame, but I had no idea that the white salt becomes the landscape as far as the eye can see.

It’s other-worldly in its beauty. Almost as if it’s another planet – this combination of salt and mountains. Truly amazing.

And then on to the Great Salt Lake and Salt Lake City – both of which are stunning.

As we drove on, drinking in the beauty of the Wasatch mountains, we started to look for a place to stay and ended up in Coalville, not far from the border with Wyoming.

This morning, as we drove onward, we were staggered by these red rocks.

Simply beautiful. Utah is gorgeous and I’ve only seen Northern Utah. I can only imagine what the rest of the state is like.

On to Wyoming.

Mountains, hills, cattle, a huge, open expanse as far as the eye can see. And lots of wind turbines. They were so striking on the horizon. Big, white turbines, like sculptures off in the distance.

We stopped at a little town called Green River to grab a quick bite to eat. Green River is known for mining and is also ‘the train town’ because of the many freight trains that pass through. We had  quick bite to eat and then walked over toward the river.

You can see a train off in the distance.

Truly stunning. We loved Green River.

Later in the day, we needed some lunch and Don stopped at a tiny, tiny little town called Wamsutter. We figured we’d have to grab something at the gas station but there was a sign for a Mexican restaurant, so we went in. Best mexican food I’ve ever had. Don feels the same. It was so good! Thank you to Lulu, the owner, who cooked our food and made the best guacamole ever!

Then endless driving until we reached Laramie and Cheyenne. Both towns have such a rich history in terms of the West, but as we drove through them, we realized they are now cities, sort of indistinguishable from other cities and they could never match our Wild West fantasies.

We’re now staying outside of Cheyenne and we’ll cross into Nebraska early tomorrow morning. Once we hit Iowa, I know I’ll be eager to get home. I’ve been through Iowa and every other state that we have to drive through after Iowa countless times. Nevada, Utah, Wyoming and Nebraska are new-to-me states.

Quick story. The other morning, as we were having breakfast before heading to Sacramento, a man approached our table. The slogan on Don’s t-shirt reminded the man of a documentary he had just seen on his local PBS station (about Route 66). We asked him to sit down with us and his wife joined us, as well. They had already eaten and were on their way to a family reunion in Oregon. Such a lovely couple. Ray told me he was born on October 30, 1938. That was the night that the radio version of War of the Worlds aired. He wasn’t due until November, but his mom was so scared by Orson Welles’ radio play that she went into labor!

We’ve met some lovely people on the road.

Happy Saturday.

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Cambria, Central Valley, Sierras and Nevada

July 13, 2017 at 10:38 am by Claudia

“Heavy with photos” post ahead.

Whew! We’ve had an interesting couple of days. I’m not sure where I last left off but we headed up the Pacific Coast Highway as far as Cambria. We would have loved to go further but mudslides have blocked parts of Big Sur and it would have taken too much time to travel in that area. I’ve been to Big Sur before. Don hasn’t. Hopefully, we’ll do that in the future.

Cambria is absolutely charming, filled with Victorian cottages and lovely shops.

Picket fences everywhere, with charming gardens. We happened upon a lovely group of shops. The garden shop made my heart beat faster…lots of creative planting using junk and funky pots and I took lots of photos for inspiration. Here are a few.

I would love to have spent a few hours there, but we were pressed for time. It was amazing.

Lots of antique shops, which I didn’t have time to visit. Sigh. But here we are on the streets of Cambria.

After Cambria we drove east for a few hours until we reached I-5 and we stopped there for the night. It was obviously a big truck stop but there were also a lot of firefighters staying there, as well. We saw smoke from some of the fires, which created a surreal, horrifying, yet beautiful orange haze over the mountains. The smell of smoke was everywhere.

Sunrise from our motel.

Then up the 5 through the Central Valley, with citrus farms as far as the eye can see, until we connected with the 80. East on the 80, which goes through the Sierra mountains. I drove that stretch and the views were awe inspiring. Unbelievably beautiful. We stopped at a vista point that overlooked Donner Lake.

All I could think of, of course, was the infamous Donner Pass incident way back when. In fact, Don said he was feeling a bit ‘peckish.’

The photos don’t do it justice. Stunningly beautiful.

After crossing into Nevada, we stopped in Sparks, thinking we’d buy a couple of t-shirts for Don. No t-shirts. We did have some lunch there. After Don said that the pain in his left leg, which has been a constant since I got here, was getting worse, I suggested we visit an Urgent Care. He had had a swelling behind his knee, which eventually went away, but now his ankle was swollen and his calf hurt a great deal. He agreed to go, so we ended up at an Urgent Care a few blocks away.

The doctor was concerned that it might be a blood clot, as were we. I was on the phone with my sister while I was waiting. My brother-in-law has a history of blood clots in his legs, so I wanted her thoughts on the symptoms.

They did an ultra sound, and even though we were prepared for blood thinners, it turned out there was no clot. Some sort of trauma for sure, whether from body surfing or the repeated up and down, up and down of many sets of stairs backstage during the show’s run, we’re not sure.

By that time, it was 6:30, so I took control of the situation and booked a motel in town for the night. We’re now about a day behind on our planned journey, but it was worth it to make sure that Don was okay.

Sigh. Onward today through Nevada and into Utah.

I’m sorry I haven’t been replying to comments, but there just isn’t time! I’m reading every one of them, I promise.

More soon!

Happy Thursday.

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