I try my best to write a short summary/review of the books I read, and
this is one of them. I typically publish
them on Goodreads, but also sync them to here.
In 1986 Chris Knight drove into the woods of Maine, left the car keys in the console, and didn't see another person for twenty-seven years. This book's a remarkable account of how he sustained himself, and a portrayal of the man behind it. I don't want to reveal much more, because it's a remarkable story -- if this has the least bit of intrigue, you'll find this account fascinating.