I just finished this last night... wow. I guess they knew how to make real men in those days. I spend a lot of time in Roosevelt's North Dakota haunts, but I think I'll pass on the jungle. Poisonous everything and cannibals aren't exactly my cup of tea.

I loved the part about the party abandoning the Canadian canoes, only to spend the rest of the journey wishing they would have kept them...

However, it was sad to read about Kermit's downward spiral, given his strength, intelligence, and richness of experience.