He had no trouble producing sparks, but the small, hot pieces of metal or stone-he couldn't tell which-just flickered and perished. 5 He required something finer, gentle, and delicate.Nothing. 4 Exasperated, he sat back on his haunches and regarded the pathetic collection of grass and branches. The tiny pieces of heated stone or metal-he couldn't tell which they were-just flickered and died, but he had no trouble producing sparks. Then he tried using both grass and twigs together. Even worse than the grass, he tried using little twigs that he had broken into pieces. 1 2 It seemed obvious that some form of tinder or kindling was required for the sparks to ignite, but what? He brought some dried grass inside, lit some matches, and then watched them burn away. Brian has to figure out how to survive by himself in the wilderness.Sparks don't necessarily lead to fire, as Brian discovered. His cloths and a little hatchet ax are his only possessions. He finds himself afraid and alone after landing on a lake. Brian has to direct the aircraft to land after the pilot suffers a heart attack. The pilot is the only other passenger on the aircraft. He is traveling by jet to Canada to see his father who works in the oil fields. Brian Robeson, a young man, is the primary character in this tale.
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