Survivor: Brooklyn

I am slightly disappointed by Grant Stoddard’s piece in New York detailing his survival adventure on Ruffle Bar island in Brooklyn’s Jamaica Bay. Turns out a couple of books and a pair of Vans don’t make the best survival gear, especially when a tropical depression comes bearing down. But I remain captivated by the idea itself: surviving on one of the many wilderness islands that exist nearly untouched inside the city limits of one of the world’s biggest cities.

I still don’t understand why he didn’t eat the honey. It would have been good!

Stoddard namechecks Bear Grylls right in the beginning of the piece, which reminded me of something I’ve been wanting to ask for a long time: Man vs. Wild or Survivorman: which one is more legit?

Castaway! [NYMag]