Christopher Johnson McCandless, RIP 

February 12, 1968-August 18, 1992  (24)

‘There is a pleasure in the pathless woods;

There is a rapture on  the lonely shore;

There is society, where none intrudes,

By the deep sea, and music in its roar;

I love not man the less, but Naure more.’

Lord Byron 

Wanderlust gone astray. Escaping sadness and opportunity…going your own way into oblivion. As seems appropriate now, a very bittersweet ending.