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    Rendezvous: A Time-Loop Adventure
    Rendezvous: A Time-Loop Adventure
    Rendezvous: A Time-Loop Adventure
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    Rendezvous: A Time-Loop Adventure

    By Nowick Gray

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    When Will and Faron decide to rendezvous at a remote mountain cabin, they fail to account for the forces of nature. In a night storm, the seventh dream-door crashes shut, and Will faces a final choice to save his family from disaster.

    Rendezvous is a taut wilderness adventure tale, of a young family's romantic quest turning to a hellish predicament, a test of sanity and survival.

    Follow Will as he battles the elements and faces challenges of choice, regret, and faith, to navigate a descent to safety.

    Previously published as Rendezvous and Rendezvous at Jumbo Pass, this off-the-grid, unconventional adventure novella will appeal to nature lovers, fans of innovative fiction, and anyone fascinated with the suspense of life-and-death choices, the disorientation of clashing realties. (Think Groundhog Day, in the heart of the Canadian wilderness).

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherCougar WebWorks
    Release dateFeb 29, 2020
    ISBN9780981143194
    Rendezvous: A Time-Loop Adventure

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      Exciting and honest writing that awakens us to our humanity and interconnectedness with nature. The gripping story technique creates a transparency in even the simplest activities of the characters, holed up in their remote cabin on the crest of a mountain, and that makes every choice, every moment verge on the miraculous.

      —Frank Burnaby, author of Island Born

      "Rendezvous took me by surprise in its utter seamlessness. Though the narrative thread twists, loops and even knots, its captivating forward momentum never skips a beat." —Sally Ross, author of The Selfward Facing Way

      Suspense-filled details culminating in twists of possibilities... a slide show of white-knuckle catastrophe. —Raye Rabbitfoot, author of Ley Lines

      Nowick Gray artfully weaves us through a harrowing journey of ‘what ifs,’ forcing us to reflect upon those times we desired something badly and pursued it perhaps recklessly. This was an easy and enjoyable read that left me contemplating my own reasons for hiking in the wild. —Kim Maddin

      Rendezvous

      A Time-Loop Adventure

      by

      Nowick Gray

      ––––––––

      Cougar WebWorks

      Salt Spring Island, BC

      This Groundhog Day adventure is a series of riffs on a true tale of wilderness survival in British Columbia. A romantic hiking adventure takes a paranormal twist when a rustic cabin becomes a dream-box of deadly choices. Stranded with your family on a remote mountain pass, which path to survival would you choose?

      Genre categories:

      Fiction: magical realism, metafiction, experimental literary fiction, absurdist, slipstream, fiction on nature and the environment, small town and rural fiction.

      Nonfiction: biography and autobiography, survival, action and adventure, adventurers and explorers, creative nonfiction, travel, family life, friendship, short reads, wilderness ecosystems and habitats.

      Cover desgin: SelfPubBookCovers.com/RLSather

      Paperback ISBN 9780981143187

      Ebook ISBN 9780981143194

      Copyright © 2020 by Nowick Gray

      Chapter One

      The cabin appears in the distance, nestled beside a half-frozen pond. It’s a scene from an old-fashioned Christmas card—except the cabin’s chimney pipe shows no smoke.

      Looks like we’re the first ones here, I say to Matt. I check my watch again.

      My companion bends forward with the weight of his pack. He rests his hands on his knees, catching his breath. Yeah—what time is it?

      Twenty past three.

      Well, we’re behind schedule from losing our trail. They could have had the same trouble on the other side.

      Yeah; or maybe they got a late start.

      Matt turns his eyes from me toward the cabin. Sweat generated from our last steep climb up the scree slope drips from his limp, wet mustache.

      I start to shiver. It’s the end of June, but at six thousand feet, a sweating body cools quickly. Maybe they’re already in the cabin and there’s no wood; or they just got there and haven’t lit a fire yet.

      We trudge on through wet, foot-deep snow to the cabin. A couple of wooden steps at the entrance are falling apart; otherwise, the rustic structure appears stoutly built, with walls of rough planks supported by a stone foundation.

      I push open the creaking door; wind whips into the single room. The cabin is well equipped, for all its remoteness. A neat pile of split firewood sits stacked beside a little stove. I notice plenty of blankets, sleeping bags, and spare shoes on a drying rack overhead, and four built-in bunks complete with foam mattresses. In the kitchen cupboards we find matches, toilet paper, tea, cocoa, soup packets, and a bag of rice, along with a portable camp stove and fuel, cookware, and dishes.

      Matt unlaces his wet boots and suggests we start a fire to dry our clothes and heat water for tea. Anxious for the arrival of the other party, I tell him to go ahead; I’ll scout around to see if I can see or hear a sign of their approach. He tries to reassure me that they’re probably just running late. I leave him to the stove and take off, with map in hand, for the end of the ridge, calling out and peering down into the dim vastness of the Tumbler Creek drainage.

      There is no response to my shouts in the empty wind. Far down the mountainside, the creek streams out from its source ice fields and winds away beyond my sight. Somewhere in the labyrinth of trees and ridges, a trail runs along the slope, veering up for a final ascent to the pass. My wife Faron and three-year-old daughter Suze are now over half an hour late for our long-planned rendezvous at Mirror Pass. There I stand, hearing the echo of my shouts and gazing at the wilderness, its beauty so desolate and incomplete.

      Chapter Two

      Morning light drew our eyelids slowly open. I pulled Faron closer while we still had the chance.

      Nine weeks, she said in a forlorn whisper. Nine weeks too long.

      As soon as our lips touched, Suze awoke from her bed beside us, right on cue. No turning the clock back now.

      Never had I been away from Faron for longer than a week in our four years together. Now we would have to last four or five weeks at a stretch, until I could arrange a quick trip back home for a couple of days between shifts. The tree planting camp would be a full day’s drive away, in the next valley.

      But when John Harris had called me with a job offer, I told him sure thing. Who wouldn’t, with a half-finished house and a three-year-old to raise? The house was a full forty feet long, but so far, only fourteen feet wide, like an overgrown trailer, or

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