Some years back the Anchorage Daiky News outdoor writer and editor published a story on what kills people in the outdoors in Alaska, which has been known as the Land of the Lost (which is another incredible story). By far, the #1 killer was drowning. Then come exposure, falls, and ATVs wrecks. Airplane crashes come in high here in Alaska. Even the airplane itself disappears. Animal attack is actually way down on the list, but one of the reasons I love Alaska is that we have no snakes.
And the number of ways one can drown is pretty impressive, too. I remember a close brush with death in November if 2012, and when I realized in my mind that I wasn’t going to make it, my mind shifted into a state of wonder and surprise that I was going to die by drowning, which as such a lifelong strong swimmer, I’d never strongly considered.
And, of course once dead and washed up, nature’s cleanup crew goes to work; the scavengers.
It is incredibly easy to die in the wilderness.
http://articles.latimes.com/2005/feb/15/nation/na-vanished15
https://curiosity.com/topics/thousands-of-people-have-mysteriously-disappeared-in-alaskas-bermuda-triangle-curiosity/
https://www.theatlantic.com/magazine/archive/2016/04/in-the-land-of-missing-persons/471477/
https://www.adn.com/outdoors-adventure/2018/06/04/afraid-of-bears-there-are-far-more-dangerous-things-in-the-alaska-outdoors/
When I was young, I didn’t much fear being lost forever. Being swallowed up by God’s Creation seemed natural. But after nearly disappearing off the face of the Earth myself, I’ve come very much to want to be present in physical form for my own funeral. I guess it’s all part of being face to face with reality before truly realizing its fullness.