The feckless Chris McCandless, one to admire, grieve, and pity all at once. His bus/tomb still resides in place as a solemn reminder of a grand journey ended in darkness. His diary entries from just days before his death are not despondent and sad, but more resigned to his fate, if I recall. Starvation is one of the worst deaths.
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Well said. Though, the bus was recently moved and is now a museum exhibit.
"Too many visitors, inspired by her brother’s story, had gotten into trouble while attempting to visit the site; too many formal and informal rescues had been necessary. In the previous decade, in separate incidents, two young women died on their treks. Both drowned while attempting to cross the cold, fast-moving Teklanika—the same river that had barred Chris, who was 24 when he died, from retreating to the highway as his food supply ran out."