Aunt Dimity: Snowbound by Nancy Atherton is the ninth book in the Aunt Dimity mystery series set in contemporary England. Lori Shepherd is understandably feeling burnt out; she had thrown herself enthusiastically into any and every Christmas holiday celebration. Now the February blues are taking their toll. Her best friend suggests a solitary 9-mile hike. Prepares Lori with picnic lunch, map, day pack.
To me, a hike was a chance to release the mind and engage the senses. I loved to ramble aimlessly, savoring whatever surprises nature had in store for me along the way. Emma, on the other hand, belonged to the map-and-compass crowd. To Emma, hiking was an intellectual activity, a mission to be accomplished, a puzzle to be solved.
"There's only one turning, and," she sailed on, blithely uttering the curse that had doomed travelers for centuries, "you can't miss it."
Of course, Lori misses the turn. Then a completely unexpected blizzard starts. Lori stumbles across Ladythorne Abbey. She isn't the only hiker taking refuge there; Wendy and Jamie are sheltering there too. The suspicious caretaker Catchpole believes they're all "Yank thieves". He's biased by an event in the past, when American soldiers recuperating at Ladythorne Abbey during WWII stole the Peacock parure, a priceless family heirloom set of diamonds: tiara, bracelet, earrings, necklace.
Lori is unbelievably naive in this story. She completely trusts Jamie, distrusts Wendy. It's irritating to read how she foolishly ignores obvious clues, and worse, is physically attracted to Jamie. Then the plot turns even less believable. She teams up with them on their quest, occasionally consulting Aunt Dimity (of course she brought the blue notebook and Reginald on the hike). The blizzard lasts enough days for all three to be plausibly snowbound while they search the property. Given the plot twist, of course the ending is over-the-top sappy.
Wisdom from Aunt Dimity, repeated by Lori to comfort her newfound friends: Old sins cast long shadows.
Aunt Dimity repeats to Lori (early on and at the end): You were caught in a storm that wasn't forecast, placed on a path you'd no intention of taking, and led to a house you never knew existed. Do you truly believe you came here by chance?
I can relate to Lori's reaction to Catchpole delivering an early breakfast in bed: Catchpole was clearly one of those hideous morning people who not only rise with the sun and plow the south forty before noon, but who look down upon anyone who doesn't. But since he was an egocentric, insensitive morning person, he was impervious to the tidal waves of hostility rolling toward him from the bed.
A recipe is included: Catchpole's Apricot Compote. Jamie says "It's as easy as pie--much easier, in fact, because it doesn't require a crust."
I liked the first 8 books; have the 10th already checked out from the library: Aunt Dimity and the Next of Kin. Hope Lori returns to intelligent sleuthing, paying attention to clues, enjoying her cottage, husband and twin sons.