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Have I ever said
something along the lines of,

"it's going to be a long night?"

'cause it's going to be
a long night again.

Sitting in the mud.

Hoping that
nothing is crawling on my back.

What the --

ONE MAN

ALONE

NO FOOD

NO T.V. CREW

Survivorman
Season 5 Episode: Grenada Jungle

Jungle survival.

These are the cloud forests
of the island of grenada

Where fire ants
are your nemesis.

Fresh water is abundant
but tainted by sulfur,

And weather
is always unpredictable.

My mission is to survive here

In this incredibly diverse
mountain jungle terrain.

The southern grenada islands
are situated

Between the caribbean sea
and the atlantic ocean,

Northeast of venezuela.

Shrouded in mist, the jungle

Is veiled from the sun
by thick blankets of cloud.

It is possible to walk

Out of these hills
and down to the coast,

But I'm here to test myself
in this tropical island jungle.

I'm in grenada.

It's a small island country.

It's a group of islands, really.

But it's big on nature.

It's got tropical,
desert-like islands,

Beautiful palm trees,

Sandy beaches,

And it's got
a ridge of mountains

Running right down
the center of the main island.

And those mountains
are covered in cloud forest.

And that's where
I've got to survive now

Here in grenada.

Welcome to the jungle.

In jungles around the world,

I've become used to
a few things --

Being hot, wet,

Afflicted with
rashes and fungus,

Or constantly bitten,
stung, or crawled on,

Mostly by ants.

Wow.

Funny thing about
these buttresses

On these trees

Is they look so magical.

They actually look inviting,

But it's not a good place
for me to survive the night.

It's just horrible ground.

Nothing is flat.

And a lot of critters
like to go in here.

Spiders, snakes.

Beautiful tree,
but not a good place to survive.

I'm looking for flat ground.

There's always sounds
in the jungle.

Always sounds.

When you're not
familiar with them,

They're kind of freaky.

Looks like we got
a little clearing here.

This will have to do.

Rock in the way,

But a little body-sized area
here that's flat.

Really got to watch
for toktok ants.

They just crawl on the ground

Or on the trees.

Well, one thing is for sure --
you know it when you find one.

Okay, I'm going to have to get
used to sitting without sitting

Because the ground is always
crawling with something.

Ecosystems are living,
breathing entities

Unto themselves,

But jungles
exemplify this concept

And exist as the most rich
and obvious example

Of a land alive and moving.

With the sun going down,
I'm not going to

Take a lot of time
to go through all my pack.

I'm going to do that
in the morning.

This time, got this guy here.

Simple, orange garbage bag,

Because this is a cloud forest

And clouds mean rain.

Going to need more than this.

That's for certain.

Got a machete.

Each type of landscape
requires its own version

Of a cutting tool
that works well.

And in the jungle, it's
always going to be a machete.

Uh-oh.

Oh, here comes the rain already.

That's not fair.

I'm not ready.

Oh, boy. I can hear it.

I do not want to
spend the night wet.

Not much of a shelter,
but it'll have to do.

Yeah, here comes some rain.

Got to cover up the camera.

It can really
pelt down here, so --

And, of course,
I got a rip in this.

Shoot.

That's not good.

This...Is a survival bracelet
of sorts.

Now, I've brought this out

Basically to test it out.

Rain is coming in
and I need rope.

Now, how I do undo this?

So, this one, actually, the rope

Is wrapped around
a little, miniature

Tinfoil-wrapped
survival kit inside.

Welcome to
the world of filmmaking.

Just hold off, rain. Hold off.

I see a lot of people
wearing these bracelets now.

I'm a big fan
of any survival item

That you can wear on your body,

Carry with you easily
and not have to put in a pack.

But you've got to learn
how to take them apart.

With rain threatening...

I cut it

So I could get it apart faster.

I hopefully didn't
do something stupid.

It's often thought that there
are black-and-white answers

To what someone must do
in a survival situation,

But there never is.

It'll always be an ordeal

Fraught with
variables and circumstances

That'll dictate
what my next move is.

It's equal parts preparation,
proactivity,

And reacting
to whatever I have to face.

This is the little survival kit
that comes with it.

Put you away till a later date.

And all I really lost
was a piece this big,

So, obviously,
I cut it in the right spot

To get this rope.

This little guy will do,

But even a pebble will work.

Take it. Put it in.

Wrap the plastic around it.

like this. Like this.

Okay.

put that through.

I better start hurrying
and stop teaching

'cause here comes the rain,
I think.

Oh, you know what?
It's actually pouring out there.

Oh, you son of a

Jungle rain rarely
announces itself as coming.

They just happen
every single day.

I'm in it now.

I'm in the jungle.

I just hope I can survive
without getting

Too soaking wet.

Rain combined with heat
brings the potential

For rashes
and fungus infections.

Jungle rains.

I have a feeling that this is
the way the week is going to go.

Rain, lack of sleep,
insect bites, injuries --

I have to constantly
pay attention to the odds

Stacking up against me.

well, it stopped raining,

But there's no way
I'm going to be able to sleep

In this cacophony tonight.

And no-see-ums
are out and biting.

Little, tiny biting flies.

Lots of them.

I'm just going to
wait this night out

And try to find myself a good
rock to curl up on tomorrow,

Middle of the day in the shade.

The thing about survival,
you always end up

Needing to sleep
in the middle of the day

Because you don't really
sleep through the nights.

Come tomorrow night,
I better have a better shelter.

It's rare that anyone
does the right thing

On the first night
of a survival ordeal.

Shelters aren't considered
until it's too late.

Fire is forgotten until
it's too dark to find wood

And, inevitably, the scene
is set for what comes next --

Surviving with little sleep,

Which compromises my ability
to make good decisions.

It rained
pretty much all night long.

It was off and on, but when
it came down, it bucketed down.

It gave me a few minutes
in between each time.

I huddled in underneath here,
just stayed in real close

And I managed to stay dry
just barely.

And the major bonus was that

All night long,
it filled up with rainwater.

I just kept guzzling.

Mm.

That one had a bug in it.

Yech.

I've got a few items
with me here -- not much.

Backpack
to carry my camera gear.

I've got rain gear,

A change of socks,
and one t-shirt.

I've got my machete
and a way to sharpen it.

I've got a file with it.
Super important.

A metal cup.

My harmonica.

And I had a bottle of water
last night,

But it's empty now.

If there's some more clean water
here without bugs in it,

I'll fill it up and
take some more water with me.

I've got to
go deeper into the jungle.

And here,
going deeper means going up.

Oh, that's good.

And going up, there's not likely
to be much water.

On a small jungle island,

I've chosen to stay deep
in the mountainous interior

To survive whatever grenada
has in store for me,

But trekking
through terrain like this

Is always tough going
and full of surprises --

Most of them painful.

That's where I'm headed.

Up there.

There are little, tiny --
they call them tracks --

Little, tiny trails riddled
throughout these jungles.

But it's tough to stay on them.

They're small
and not very noticeable.

Away we go.

Straight up.

It's so steep, I'm going to
have to use handholds to get up,

And I don't have a hand to hold

Because one's got the camera.

The other one's got the machete.

Just a morning jaunt.

A little stroll in the park.

Snap an ankle here,

That's the end of it.

Nobody is coming to get me.

No one
will know where to find me.

Always scanning around,
just to see what edibles...

I even see a breadfruit tree.

Don't see any fruit on it,
though.

That's been the trick,
too, of this.

So much, "oh, you're gonna be
able to pick this, pick that."

You get told that
all the time.

Now the breadfruit's
right there,

But it's not in season.

I saw a clearing
when I looked up.

I was hoping the trail would
go over on to this clearing.

It's not. It's just going
deeper into the jungle.

It's so important
not to fall into the trap

Of only traveling
the path of least resistance.

It can lead you
straight into a nightmare.

I'm going to
mark my own trail as I go.

Make sure I can get back
if I have to.

It's really important
when you blaze a tree

That you do give it

A good-size blaze.

You want it up at eye level,
too, not down too low.

You got to blaze it
on both sides because

When you're coming back,
you want to be able to see this.

If you blaze it as you walk
always on the side you see,

That's not going to help you.

That's only
showing where you went.

Not where you got to
get back to.

My challenge
is to survive in this jungle.

My way of survival
is always a proactive style.

Keep moving cautiously
and slowly.

See what I can find.

Always searching out
the advantages

And ways
to make survival easier.

All right.
Try to pick out the trail.

Not so easy, is it?

Oh, yeah. These guys.

See these guys?

Nothing more than
a harmless millipede, right?

Wrong.

These little suckers bite.

Ah!

Get off of me.

The trails here
are old and unreliable,

Barely cut out of a jungle
that grows constantly,

Filling in the path you make

And covering over the marks
left behind by machetes.

I think I'm lost.

This trail
just goes straight down --

Straight down to a river there.

And it's
a tiny, tiny little trail.

I thought I saw another offshoot
way back there.

I'm going to backtrack
because I don't like where I am.

And I don't trust this.

Only way to
take a steep trail down.

Is go sideways.

I hate feeling lost.

If I have a nemesis
in survival,

It's my own
sense of cockiness.

It almost always
leads me into dangerous places

Without many good options.

The emotions of frustration
and embarrassment

Compound and conspire

To undo many of the better
proactive choices

I've made up until that point.

My experience tells me I should
always know where I'm going

But the jungle
challenges that constantly.

I'm lost again.

Trail's going down again.

That's not a good sign.

I take that back.
The trail's disappearing again.

And that's a worse sign.

I'm locked in tight here.

It can't be said enough.

The wrong injury here
could spell disaster for me.

Just can't let an injury happen.

2 Days of Survival
Grenada

Trekking and even
crawling my way through

The jungle
on the island of grenada,

The need for water
starts to become a priority

For my exhausted
and dehydrated body.

Mmm.
Now, this is fresh rainwater.

That's what this is.
It's not a stream at all.

mmm.

There's enough here
I can get rehydrated again.

Perfect.

All right, well,

That's enough climbing
for one day.

I'm going to make
that my destination.

See what's up there.

There's water here.

If there's food up there,
I might have a --

I might have a spot.

All I really want to do
is get to higher elevations,

Where hopefully there will be
a change of ecosystem

And I might find more plants,
trees, and fruit

That are edible.

Oh! Ow!

I can't get footing
anywhere on this.

It's all slippery.

Plan b.

That wasn't plan b.

Oh

Those are called flama ants --
fire ants --

And I just climbed up
over top of their nest,

So hopefully
nothing's hitched a ride on me.

Two hands or not, this is not --

All of this is either
very slippery rock

Or it's just compacted mud
and it just falls away.

I'm saying
this route is a no-go.

Between the fire ants

And the steepness
and the slipperiness

And this pack on my back.

I'll try the other.
There's a ravine over there.

I can't talk anymore.

Look up it.
Go up it a little bit.

If not...

I'm going to have to head back.

That's a long walk back.

Well, I didn't quite
find what I was looking for.

Long way to come

To not find
what you're looking for.

This --

This is reward enough.

Climbing has yielded me
nothing advantageous.

Just more of the same jungle.

If you look at this area
from a plane or a map,

You'd think you could just
walk out and down to the coast.

But that viewpoint means nothing

when you're on the ground.

I'm going to show something here

That might seem a little benign,

But in the world
of woodsmanship and survival,

It's a skill
that I value highly.

And that's the ability
to sharpen a blade.

Dull blades cause more accidents

Than anything
out in the wilderness.

You want your blade
to always be super-sharp.

That way,
the effort to cut anything

Is easy and not forced.

Now, what's happening here

Is I'm only
going against the blade.

You can see I'm not --
you don't do this.

Never do that
when you're sharpening.

So, it's always
in one direction.

That's one thing.

Same angle. Keep going.

What should end up happening
is on the underside,

It should almost get,
like, a burr, an edge burr

Because I'm not
sharpening that side at all.

I'm just sharpening one side.

The metal will curl over
and give me a burr.

All right, so, I got my burr.
Oh, yeah. Absolutely.

Now, at this point,
I'll go too far

And I'll create a burr
on the other side.

I actually like to do that.

I like to go too far
and create the other burr

And get myself
a really beautiful edge --

An edge you can shave with.

Now, you gently can feel
with your skin

Or what I like to do
a lot of times is drop it

And see if it
catches my fingernail.

The sharpness of it --
just like that.

Like, the weight of the machete

Is right now on my fingernail
and catching.

I like that because that means
that it's good and sharp.

And that's important

Because I've got to
get some food.

And it's right up there.

Going back and forth until
the burr becomes a fine edge

Is the magic of sharpening,

And a sharp edge
means easier survival.

Right there. Palm hearts.

Mmm.

The great thing about
these palm hearts

Is they're plentiful.

There's
all kinds of them around.

Mmm. Sugars, starches.

Tender and juicy.

This is going to help me
get through the day now.

I'm starting to feel a bit weak,

But this will pick me right up.

There's another four or five
there.

I'm going to turn
the cameras off and have lunch.

A day of climbing
through this thick jungle

Has yielded me only
a few palm hearts to eat,

So I'll keep moving
in the hopes of finding

more fruitful areas.

I've been traveling a long ways,

And I don't want to make the
same mistake I made yesterday.

I got to start getting ready
'cause

I'm sure the night rains
will be soon.

That's what
a good, sharp machete does.

Okay.

Now, I found a way to make this

A little more substantial.

Lots of material in the jungle.

All right.

It has to be realized

That building shelters
takes a lot of time.

There's no point to them
unless they're really needed.

It's a tough decision,

But survival is always
choice after choice.

I just have to
make the right ones

Or risk making things worse
by my own inactivity.

Sweating up a storm here,
and all I've had is

Puddle water today.

A bit of a dehydrated day,
for sure.

At least this way,
if the night rains do happen,

Much better setup now.

And one of the reasons for

Breaking up all this earth, too,

And putting it that I'm not
on a bunch of leaves

Is if there are any flama ants

Or millipedes or toktok ants
crawling along,

It's just a little easier
to see them in the dark.

If the jungle is intimidating
during the day,

It comes alive at night

Like some crawling,
slithering dark prison,

And only the morning light
brings escape.

What the --
what the heck?

I hate sleeping on the ground
when I know there's

Big, nasty ants
that crawl around at night.

There we go.

Right on cue.

Middle of the night
and here comes the rain.

Has its benefits.

It comes in really strong waves.

There was a big swath
that just came pouring through

And now it stops,
it'll drip for a while,

And it'll probably
come up again.

It's pouring.

Have I ever said
something along the lines of,

"it's going to be a long night?"

'cause it's going to be
a long night again.

Sitting in the mud.

Hoping that
nothing is crawling on my back.

Mmm. Oh, that's good.

I needed that.

Been dehydrated all day.

And herein lies
the yin and yang of survival.

The rain can soak me through
and cause fungus to develop,

Yet it rehydrates me.

It can chill me down
to the point of shivering

Even in this hot jungle,

Yet it can keep the flying bugs
and mosquitoes away.

Survival, at best,

Is an emotional and
psychological roller coaster.

There's not a rock in the jungle
that isn't slippery.

I'm going straight down.

There are only two directions
in the jungle --

Up or down.

I hear water running.

See water running.

All right.

Aah. Yep.

That's what I was afraid of.

Sulfur water. It's hot.

Probably upstream, there's
a big pool I could even get in.

I can bathe in it.

It's quite warm, actually,

And quite undrinkable.

I still have to find
an alternate source of water.

Although,
with all the rain at night,

That's keeping me hydrated
for now.

Doing reconnaissance missions
like this are really important.

As I call them, checking out
your zones of assessment.

This my zone of assessment
number three.

Walking fairly far
to see what I've got.

Just have to
be really, really careful

That I don't
blow too many calories

Going for a reward
of very small calories.

Sometimes it pays off, though.

Though I do know
where I can have a bath now.

All right.
I see the clearing up here.

That's where I'm headed.

Of course, I went after
a clearing yesterday.

Got to the very top
and found nothing.

Let's hope my fortunes
are different this time.

Oh, yeah.
It opens up, all right.

It's got to be
an old jungle farm.

Ooh, I see a coconut tree.

That's where I'm first headed
right there.

Doesn't look promising.

Maybe there's something
on the ground.

Whoa!

I hacked into this coconut just

'cause I figured,
"oh, it's rotted,

It's not going to be any good."

And I see what I can eat
right in there.

Mm. Here we go.

Ohh!

Boy, I needed that.

There's four or five more
around here.

I hack into them all.

Eat them all.

Ohh.

Oh, boy, that's sustenance.

Tiny and old jungle farms
exist throughout the island.

They are often and
mostly abandoned,

but they remain productive

With all kinds of fruit trees
and plants

From mango and bananas
to coconuts and pineapples.

In fact,
if you were on the run,

They'd make
a great place to hide out.

This is a mango tree,

And up there are mangoes.

But they are way up there.

And these ones on the ground
that have fallen down

Are just too rotted to eat.

I've got to find a way

To knock down some of those ones
that are way up there.

I can't reach them.

And I can see my way.

And it's called bamboo.

Eating the coconut has given me
a much-needed energy boost.

Come on. Aah!

Yeah, two!

Check this out.

Fresh mango.

Right from the tree.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, my god.

This is a good day.

You hear about, sometimes,
people go off

And they live out in the
wilderness in the jungles

And they actually
will slip into local areas

To steal food and get right back
to the jungle again.

That's kind of what I feel like
I'm doing right now.

All right, I'm going to

Collect a couple of these
to take with me

And look a little further
and see what else I can find

In this jungle-reclaimed farm.

Though the rainwater
I collected is refreshing,

I always prefer to seek out
good water out of the ground

For its taste
and mineral content.

Here we go. Spring.

Mmm.

That's not sulfur water.
That's good, fresh water.

Actually tastes like
mineral water.

I think that hummingbird
wanted to come

and get a drink and
I'm in his way.

This is shaping to be one heck
of a day of good survival.

This jungle area
brings about familiarity

And makes all the difference
for survival.

Evidence, no matter how old,

Of human activity --
cut trees, clearings --

All help to make me
feel more confident

And sure of what I need to do.

Now is when my decision to
stay put becomes the priority

Over constantly
moving and seeking

out more advantageous areas.

Now we're talking
my speed of fruit.

These look like limes,

But they're actually just
green lemons.

Oh, that's good.

And this tree is a bit
of a distance from my camp.

In fact, it's quite a distance,
but I know where it is

And I can
gather a bunch of them,

Take them back to camp,
and enjoy.

Mmm.

Oh, it's a good thing
I like sour.

Don't do that at home.

Mangoes, lemons,

Coconuts, fresh water.

With so many advantages,

Things are beginning to
look up.

Well, it's raining.

Again.

Funny thing.

All this rain in a cloud forest.

A long hike

Getting to everything today.

I know where the mangoes are.

I know where the lemons are.

I know where coconuts are.

Most importantly, I know where
there's some spring water.

Just coming along here.

This area is cleared

Like I've been seeing --
jungle farm.

And wait till you see

What sits
at the edge of the field.

Look at that.

Looks old and left behind,
but there's a roof there.

That's a heck of a
lot bigger than

my little, orange garbage bag.

This is great.

Remember I talked about
how people come out here

And build bamboo huts,

Hide away in the jungle?

Check this out.

Let's see if it's simply
abandoned or still in use.

Well, doesn't look like
anybody is using it.

except maybe now.

All right, well, I'm going to

Bring the rest of my gear
forward, then,

Because I still want to find
a good running stream.

And, actually,
I want to try some fish--

Whoa! Fishing.

And if it
comes on to pouring rain,

I should be fine.

Incredible.

I became proactive
and found palm hearts to eat.

I found
not only water and fruit,

But also an abandoned shelter.

These are the benefits
of perseverance

In a survival situation.

That was a long day,
but a fruitful day.

no pun intended.

Between the mangoes,
the coconut, the lemons.

Now it's time

For dinner.

So excuse me while I eat.

I think I'm food drunk.
That was a pretty bad song.

Food drunk on a survival ordeal.

There's a first for everything.

This should finally be
a better night's sleep.

Oh, you've got to be kidding me.

I am standing here.

I'm not sitting.
I'm not lying.

I'm standing.
And why am I standing?

Because this place
has come alive with fire ants.

That's unbelievable.

They are crawling
all along the bamboo.

I tried
sitting down on the floor.

It's just the whole building

Is covered in fire ants.

All right. Well,
I'm basically in the barn now.

Not much I can do
but sit out here

Because
I'm not going back in there.

That's insane.

I think I'm going
to be pretty much

just curled here now in the dirt

And hope that the ants
stick to the wood

'cause, you know, ants don't

crawl on the ground, do they?

This couldn't be worse.

Nope, couldn't be worse.

4 Days of Survival
Grenada

Survival
is a constant roller coaster.

Sometimes
for every advantage I find,

I run up against
another challenge.

Only perseverance
will win the day

When it comes to
surviving in the jungle.

What a night.

It only rained
for about 30 seconds,

But no worry.
Me and all the ants stayed dry.

Pretty much
spent the night just sitting.

I think that's the hard-core
reality of survival is

You don't usually
sleep at night.

So you sleep during the day

When you're supposed to be
looking for food,

Which is what
I'm going to go do now.

I've got lots of mangoes here.

That's fantastic,
so I know I can rely on that.

I'm going to head downstream
and see if I can find

Another feeder stream that
I can actually drink water from

And maybe catch some fish.

Does this look familiar?

It sure feels familiar.

Up and down.

Up and down.

I'd still like to find
a substantial running stream.

I know they can contain
large crayfish.

And finding meat like that
to eat will go a long way

Toward securing what could be,
if I choose to do so,

Long-term survival
in this jungle.

This was that little
wrist survival kit that I had.

That's pretty much
what I was hoping for.

Fishing line.

Even a little lure.

And a hook.

I said
I was going to go fishing.

Not for regular fish.
Crayfish.

Here's the pole.

And I've secured the
fishing line to the top here.

What'll happen, though,
for fishing

Is I'll get some bait
on the end,

And I actually stick it into
the end of the rod like this.

I hold on to it with one hand

And my finger
holds on to the fishing line.

Then I take this.

Put it deep down into holes

Where I'm hoping
the big crayfish are.

Hey! There we go.

That's what I'm looking for.

Little crayfish.

Feed them through the hook.

There we go.

Looks appetizing to me.

I'm fishing for
much larger crayfish.

They can provide me with
a very substantial meal.

They're like a small lobster,

Sometimes as heavy
as a pound or two.

There's definitely one
down in there.

Nice size.

He took all the bait, almost.

All right.

Try again.

Even one large crayfish
would make a big difference,

But the process is tricky
and requires a lot of patience.

They hide way up inside
underneath these rocks.

Yep. Another one
just took my bait.

They're deep under there.
I can't really reach my hand in.

Get a pinch if I do.

They can be this big --

Crayfish --

So I'll lose a finger.

So, I think I'm going to
head downstream a bit.

Explore a little more,
and, most importantly,

Since I have been
in the jungle for a while,

Clean off.

Without proper hygiene
in every survival situation,

I run the risk
of highly dangerous rashes

And fungus development --

Small ailments
that can make a survival ordeal

A horrible test
of pain endurance.

I just came downstream
a few hundred yards.

I don't believe this.

I think I see coconuts.

Here it is.

It's so rare to be able to
get green coconuts so easily,

So this is completely
a matter of survival luck.

And I'm going to
take advantage of it

By catching up
on my sleep as well

So that I can think
more clearly

And make better decisions

On what to do next.

Without sleep,
thinking clearly is impossible.

There's simply been no need for
fire so far into this journey.

But with the advantage
of a solid roof overhead,

It's time to make a fire

And enjoy its many benefits.

Doesn't matter where you are,
how hot and dry it is,

Getting a fire going
still requires patience

And long setup.

And very fine tinders.

And then, for good measure,

I know this usually
holds an ember.

It's an old termite nest.

Watch out for fire ants here.

Let's try a little trick,
get a fire going.

I've got a bottle of water
and some printer paper.

Paper that was used
just to test the ink cartridge.

So what's important
is the black.

So I'm going to take it
and fold it in four.

I'm just looking for
the spot where I can focus.

I need more sun.

There we go.

I had the paper
in with my camera equipment.

there goes my sun.

Come back.

I figure, why not use it
for the greater good?

Oh, there's a lot of clouds
up there today.

It's not helping.

Well, it worked really well
on youtube.

Okay, what I'll try and do here
is just

Simply use my flint
and a piece of paper.

But I have no magnesium shavings
or anything like that.

I think it'll work.

What I got to do, though,
is I'm going to

Rough up the paper a bit,
get some rips.

Just gently
fold another piece over.

Just gently hold it together.

Keep feeding it some oxygen.

One more piece of paper.

All right.
Now we should have fire.

There we go.
There we go!

Yeah!

Whoo!

Now we're talking.

Ha ha!

Die, fire ants, die!

I know you're inside there.

Now, that's what I call a meal.

Unbelievable.

Tomorrow, I'll just
go downhill, down, down, down.

Walk my way out of here.

My time here is done.

But this was
effective jungle survival.

I could go up
and I find palm hearts.

I go down that way and I find,
you know,

A river of fresh, flowing water
and coconuts I can grab.

Go down this way
and I've got mangoes and lemons.

And that is good,
effective survival

When I can have a base camp

And fan out and find something
in every location.

That's jungle survival for you.

Within
every generalized ecosystem,

Every square mile
has its own unique life to it.

Within places we give
general descriptions to,

There survives a unique
collection of biodiversity

That, if destroyed,
is not repeated

anywhere else on this earth.

Jungle survival is intimidating
to the outside observer,

But more intimidating
is not having

a jungle to survive in at all.

The amazon
is different from the congo.

Papua new guinea
is different from grenada.

Though we refer to them
all as just jungles,

What makes any one area special

Is the fact it's
a deep, dark, dramatic example

Of a living and breathing
planet.

And, in this respect,
the grenada jungle stands out

As a pristine and beautiful
example

Of the place we refer to
as the jungle.

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