The Big Red Buckle, by Matthew Alan Thyer
Posted February 20, 2014
on:The Big Red Buckle, by Matthew Alan Thyer
published December 2013
where I got it: received copy from the author
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A 1500 kilometer race the dangers of Mars. Failure means injury, embarrassment, and possibly death.
You had me at “Mars”. but racing? sports? Wait, what?
okay, let’s start at the beginning.
The Grand Martian Traverse is a 1500 km race, pushing competitors to their physical and mental limits. Much of the race is run, but the huge cliffs, canyons and craters on Mars allow for unprecedented thermal air currents, encouraging competitors to leap off cliffs and glide on foldable hang-gliders as far as possible. For long distance and endurance runners, this is what they’ve been preparing for their entire life. Martian colonists, Terrans, spectators, sponsors and the media flock to the event to see history being made. Besides accolades and sponsorship awards, the winner receives the Big Red Buckle.
What all that really means is that wealthy competitors have the best equipment and huge entourage support teams, and regular folks like you and me would typically have used equipment and are forced rely on our families and friends to be our support teams. Terrans also have an unfair advantage, that of living in higher gravity. Running and leaping in lower gravity is easy for the Terrans. But only a Martian colonist would know the secrets of the Red Planet.
The main character of the story is Marco Aguilar, an endurance athlete. He’s won a number of distance races both on Mars and on Earth, but even he’s a little intimidated by the GMT. Shortly after the race starts, a younger and less experienced competitor, Petrus Mandel, attaches himself to Marco. Marco isn’t excited (at all) about having a hanger on, but this is Mars. You help your fellows, because if you don’t, they could die. And running all by yourself gets boring after a while, even for Marco.
No amount of equipment makes running Mars easy though. there is no way to feel the wind on your face, or feel the texture of the ground through your sneakers. Winning a race on Mars is just as much about understanding the ecology and wind systems as it is having strength and stamina.
I’m the last person to be interested in a competitive sports story. I’m more a competitive couch potato, or competitive siesta-er, if you know what I mean. But what I got out of this story wasn’t anything to do with sports, but to do with the difference between Earth (and primarily American culture) and cultural expectations on another planet. On Earth, and especially in America, we prize individualism, independence, and self-reliance. On Mars, it’s the opposite. This is an environment that can kill you in seconds. The need to “go it alone” is usually suicidal. Add to that, that too often, in competitive sports, the more funding you have,the better equipment and coaches and support you’ll have, and the better your chances of winning. Again, on Mars, it’s often the opposite. You make do with what you have. The Big Red Buckle certainly has a lot that’s endurance sports related, but I saw it first as an underdog story, a story of honest teamwork and intelligence vs who can spend the most money on high tech equipment.
As Marco and Pet continue, and they both know the conditions aren’t idea for catching decent thermals. But any amount of gliding is better than none, and Marco knows a few secrets of the terrain. Once the two Martians start gliding through the thermals, the other competitors feel the pressure to do the same. It only works for some of them. Marco might win this race yet, even with Pet slowing him down. Before long, Marco will have a lot more than Pet to worry about.
You might ask what these competitors do at nighttime? Each racer is followed by a support crew, often in multiple vehicles. The person running the race can take a few hours to sleep, eat, and refresh, starting the run again at dawn. The famous Terran favorites are followed by high tech entourages, while Marco is followed by his wife Emma and baby daughter Grace, in their family rover. Makes me concerned for Pet though, doesn’t seem as if any support vehicles are following him.
Every few chapters, we get a view from the Race commentators, Bill Vance and Toma Crysta, and these guys are just straight up great characters. Vance strikes me as a stereotypical sportscaster, with his plastered on smile, inane questions, and eyes that never leave the teleprompter. Crysta, on the other hand, is quite a bit more subtle. He’s won the GMT a few times, he’s even raced against Marco in Terran events. The interactions between Vance and Crysta are awkwardly funny, with Vance making TV style small talk, and Crysta grinding his teeth a lot. These two gentlemen have, shall we say, very different goals.
The Big Red Buckle has so much going on (the growing friendship between Marco and Pet, Martian thermal gliding techniques and technologies, a conspiracy, etc), that I was surprised it was so short. Yes, there is a lot jammed into this 88 page novella, but none of the scenes ever feel rushed or tacked on. The dialog feels natural, the characterization is deftly woven into the flow of the story, and the technology appears well researched. the author, Matthew Thyer is an endurance sportsman himself, so I imagine much of the physical strain of the endurance race was written from first hand experience. The Big Red Buckle is a quick and decidely satisfying read, and I look forward to seeing what Thyer comes up with next. And you know what? Even if it’s sports related, this couch potato is going to read it.
6 Responses to "The Big Red Buckle, by Matthew Alan Thyer"

[…] me tell you, as an author, this moment feels a lot like being made. Andrea Johnson, over at Little Red Reviewer, just reviewed my first book THE BIG RED BUCKLE. There is a lot in here that makes me happy with […]
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February 20, 2014 at 9:03 am
Wow! Thanks Andrea. I’m glad you liked it. I’m struggling right now with book two and you’ve just given me a little mental juice to make it through the conclusion of this manuscript.
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