Reading Into the Wild reminds me of memories I have of nature. I was especially reminded of my endeavors into nature, when Krakauer described the sky as being curved to match the Earths spherical shape. I went on a short-trip mission’s trip to Mexico, with a group of thirty, or so people, and among those thirty people was my friend from birth. We were allowed some down time during the twilight hours, so my friend and I went up to a hidden circle of benches to lean back and admire God’s creation of stars. We observed how the sky seemed to be curved. There was even enough darkness for us to see the Milky Way, a sight that could only be conveyed to a city kid, like me, through a planetarium presentation or some sort of science museum. Also I was reminded of a camping trip, when Krakauer wrote about McCandless’ adventure in his canoe. Where I went camping, there was river lined with docks full of rocking boats, water jets, row boats, and canoes. One of the guys I went camping with got into a canoe in hopes of rowing down to the ocean, much like McCandless’ hope of canoeing to the sea, but was caught up by the strong current. Unfortunately, the current only took him across the river to the opposite bank, not as an amazing adventure. Bringing it back to nature is fun, until the bugs bite!
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