What is it that pushes a man, cold-bloodedly and with his eyes wide open, into a spot where he knows he's buying into trouble — bad trouble, even to the point of losing his life?

Dan Quaid was no different from most men—yet at forty he left a safe, com­fortable farm in settled country, to push out to a rawhide town and a mountain ranch that everyone in town warned him he'd never live to keep.

But Dan had the kind of guts that set­tled the West—he didn't know when to quit in the first place—and espe­cially when he was told he couldn't stay.