Wind of the Mountain
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by Brian D. Kelling
Category: Historical Fiction/Suspense/Thriller Fallen Angel Reviews Recommended Read
Description: When grieving widower Brandon McCallum heads for the mountains of southern Colorado, little does he know what awaits. All he wants is to build a high-country ranch, but what he gets is trouble, in the form of gold and bushwhackers. His life is further complicated by a beautiful young woman in Pueblo, and Brand must decide to love again. The trail leads to New Mexico, and McCallum must find the outlaws before its too late. With everything on the line, guns will decide their fate....
eBook Publisher: Whiskey Creek Press, 2004 WHISKEY CREEK PRESS
eBookwise Release Date: March 2005
6 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [273 KB]
Reading time: 178-249 min.
"Wind of the Mountain is not your ordinary western; it is a masterpiece of the legendary tales of the entire American West. The story of Brandon will touch your heart in so many ways. He and Gaileen's characters are believable and in-depth taking you on a courageous trip through the west as Gaileen discovers the hardships of being a woman and learning to adapt to so many things. I admired Gaileen's courage when she stood up to her mother about real love. This story, at times, left this reader breathless wondering what would happen next. This is a western that slides right up the charts with the western sage Monte Walsh. The way the author depicts the west gives you a visualization of everything. Mr. Kelling has written a story that surpasses time. It is like he traveled right along side Brandon, taking in every bit of the full account of his life. He took a western and created beauty as if he painted a picturesque elegance on canvas. Mr. Kelling knows his history of the American West. He takes the reader on an imaginary feel of everything that the true western has to offer and brings it to life with much creativity. Recommended Read! 5 Angels!"--Linda, Fallen Angel Reviews
The first white Americans who crossed the Plains of North America thought they were great, alright--they called it the Great American Desert. And had you been out in the middle of this so-called 'desert' at that time--for they hadn't yet discovered the real deserts of this country--and found yourself literally several weeks travel from what we would call civilization, it would be easy to understand how they could think it so. Travelling due west, once you got past the one hundredth parallel (roughly halfway across Kansas,) there was simply nothing there. No trees, no farms, no people. Nothing.
Of course, some of that changed. The Desert became the Great Plains. But even in the late nineteenth century, out there by yourself on horseback, it would be easy to believe you were the only human being within a hundred miles in any direction, and it very well could be true, although there was never any telling where an Indian might be.
It's no small wonder the Plains took so long to be settled. Everything out there was hostile. The land, the weather; the animals, the native peoples.