  This Waterman guy that I'm reading about right now apparently hiked to the top of a mountain in New Hampshire, a mountain he had climbed many times with great enjoyment, to sit down and die. This was in the year 2000. He went up in February with minimal clothing on and little or no food with the intention of not returning. He pinned a note to his jacket asking that no one bother trying to revive him. Four of his old climbing buddies hiked up the mountain to bring his body back down. If you think his death is sad, wait until you read about the rest of his life, and the lives of his sons, two of whom also died, one in a climbing related incident in Alaska. 
