I hope they find him. You would think an “outdoor education” teacher would know better than to take off on his own, especially since he has a chronic health problem.
Overconfidence sometimes creeps in if you habitually engage in activity, and are considered and expert in it.
My great-grandfather was a water rat who thought nothing of hopping into his boat in Hull and sailing to Boston for the day. In 1881, a squall came up, the boat sank, and he drowned.
Not to mention the (little known and absolutely covered) fact that kalipuke’s forests are inundated with messycan drug cartels who discovered it’s easier to just grow the dope there.