Wilderness Solitary Residence 13.
Allen's gill net caught something again, one step closer to $500,000. Although this fish is not as big as the previous dogfish, compared to the players who eat mice and seaweed, it is already the best among the big guys, not to mention that there is an unexpected harvest today. If a fish can eat for three days, this mallard can also provide energy for three days. However, with the urine nature chosen this season, no one should be able to store food, and it is already lucky not to starve to death.
After the snow on the camera was cleaned, the seafood dinner was also processed, and considering the balanced nutrition of meat and vegetables, Allen also added some sea cabbage. On the 34th day of the survival challenge, didn't Mickey's gill net get lost? He decided to make trolling fishing for food, and this method is the only one that is reliable. Because there were no animals in the forest at all, the bow and arrow I brought with me had long been moldy.
After calculating the rising and falling water level of the tide, Mitch first fixed two wooden stakes on the ground, and then tied a main wire between the stakes, and you could fix the sub-line on it. The bait can be sourced locally, the tender meat in the shell is used for hooking, and the remaining scraps can be used to make nests. Don't look at the fish hook is still on the surface of the water, it won't be long before it will be flooded by the tide, as for whether these four hooks can hit the fish, it can only be left to time and luck.
The picture comes to Lucas, who did trolling fishing a few days ago and has now successfully caught big fish. Since his fishing line was put in deep water, the bigger the wind and waves, the more worried Lucas became. When he checked the fishing line, he found an anomaly, and by the time he arrived, it was too late. The fish he caught had been eaten by the cormorant, but the cormorant was entangled in the fishing line, saying that he should be fine with catching a big bird.
Diankas said that this meat is not delicious, but if the goose is operated on in time, the fish inside should not become flavorful. After Lucas gave it a cesarean section, it was understandable to see if there were parasites, but throwing the wings away was puzzling: I remember that they didn't eat meat fat? Back at the shelter, quickly start the pot and burn the fire, and the foot meat is just fryed, and the taste is not too fragrant at this time.
The dry fried cormorant tasted like steak, paired with a slightly rotten sea fish, and was confident that it would survive to the end. On the 35th day of the challenge, Mickey got off the fishing gear yesterday, and it was time to check if there were any catches.
Usually at this time, the tide has receded, but today the water level is more than 1 meter higher. Considering the current low temperature, it was obviously not advisable to venture into the water, and Mitch had to go up to the shore and wait for the retreat. It doesn't matter if the tide does not go down, loneliness and loneliness cool welling up in my heart.
Thinking of his wife and daughter at home, Mitch's heart was confused, and Sam's mentality was a little broken. At the beginning of the challenge, it felt like it was good, but now there is only loneliness except hunger, and everything here is disgusting to him. Only the nostalgia for pregnancy is like a gushing river, and I am ashamed to hear it in front of the camera.
The rain happened to evoke nostalgia, Sam's tears kept flowing, and it only took a good reason to quit the game. Allen's side finally had a shot, and he had been in the shelter since he harvested the fish and duck. Living a day-to-day life without knowing when it will end. Lucas, on his side, was quite active, and when he checked the fishing gear and found no results, he thought about going home to improve the shelter.
He made a hole in the roof to optimize the marriage, and he wanted to make an umbrella-type mask waterproof, he also wanted to make a crab cage to catch crabs, but his mind went off track when he started, and now he just wants to make an acoustic guitar, and he can't stop at the beginning.
It was busy from evening to 9 p.m., and the basic wood was finally made. Unable to follow by hollow vocal zones and fretboards, the guitar didn't show itself until the next morning. Various parts were made during the day, and the strings were assembled at night, and the shaft rotated for more than 30 hours, and finally reached the ideal appearance, and the effect could not be shown to everyone in time. Because if you don't sleep again, you may die suddenly.
In the early morning of the 37th day, there was a beautiful song in the camp, and I could feel his loneliness and desolation, my sadness and helplessness, and I could feel that he was almost unable to bear it. I wanted an apple strudel, but all I got was plants, stewed weeds.
