“He was sitting in a bushplane roaring seven thousand feet above the northern wilderness with a pilot who has suffered a massive heart attack and who was either dead or in something close to a coma.
“He was alone.
“In the roaring plane with no pilot he was alone.
“Alone.”
What would it be like to suddenly have to land this plane all by yourself, out in the middle of nowhere? This is what happened to Brian Robeson when he was on his way to visit his father. Brian managed to not so gracefully crash-land the plane in the middle of a lake. He barely escaped without drowning and with nothing but a hatchet and the clothes on his back. Now Brian must struggle to survive in the wilderness all by himself. Would he live? Time passed ... nobody came ...
If this sounds like an adventure you are willing to take, you should read Gary Paulsen’s Hatchet.
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