Christopher McCandless

Christopher McCandless
Christopher Johnson "Chris" McCandlesswas an American hiker and itinerant traveler. After graduating from college in 1990, McCandless traveled the United States, and eventually hitchhiked to Alaska in April 1992. There, he set out along an old mining road known as the Stampede Trail, with minimal supplies, hoping to live simply off the land. Almost four months later, McCandless' decomposing body, weighing only 30 kilograms, was found by hunters in a converted bus used as a backcountry shelter along the Stampede...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionOther
Date of Birth12 February 1968
CityEl Segundo, CA
CountryUnited States of America
Tramping is too easy with all this money. My days were more exciting when I was penniless and had to forage around for my next meal... I've decided that I'm going to live this life for some time to come. The freedom and simple beauty of it is just too good to pass up.
The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun.
I have had a happy life and thank the Lord. Goodbye and may God bless all!
If you want something in this life, reach out and grab it.
I've decided I'm going to live this life for some time to come. The freedom and simple beauty is just too good to pass up.
...there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun.
We just have to have the courage to turn against our habitual lifestyle and engage in unconventional living.
The very basic core of a man's living spirit is his passion for adventure. The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun.
I don't want to know what time it is. I don't want to know what day it is or where I am. None of that matters.
All true meaning resides in the personal relationship to a phenomenon, what it means to you.
Happiness isn't real unless it is shared.
Happiness is only real if shared.
The life and simple beauty of it is too good to pass up
Happiness only real when shared.