200 บรรทัดแรก
Holy.
A bear had ended up stealing fish out of my cache.
He just started a war.
Every day I'm here, I will fight missing my son.
But that's why I have to block it out.
I can build a raft, paddle out, and start fishing.
No! No, no, no, no, no, no, no!
I just stabbed this musk ox to death.
I'm worried about a wolverine or a bear
getting on this thing.
For the first time,
ten participants will fight to survive the Arctic
for longer than anyone in "Alone" history:
a grueling 100 days.
This is the ultimate challenge.
100 days in the Arctic is no joke.
If they can endure,
they'll win the biggest prize ever:
$1 million.
Oh!
Oh.
You can't tap out
when there's a million bucks on the line,
Oh, my gosh.
How hard can you work for $10,000 a day?
It looks like frostbite.
Oh!
Oh.
This is "Alone: Million Dollar Challenge.”
They're just surrounding my shelter.
Good mornin'.
Welcome to another episode
of Great Slave Lake's "Cribs."
Inside my shelter,
I've got all my dried fish
and then dinner for tonight on top.
If we move on, we've got our kindling and our fuel wood.
We've got where I sleep,
we got my chair, and yeah.
I really love my side table.
Beyond that,
the antlers I found, I put up top
just as fire prevention,
and I also put these rocks up top
because from underneath,
all those sparks were going up into this
and making me real nervous.
So...
That's my shack.
I'm in love with it.
Good news: nice fresh snow on the ground.
Makes great for tracking, hunting.
It's really nuts how much things have changed
in the last ten days.
I've looked at fish as my main priority
since I've been out here,
but trying to change my mindset a little bit.
I saw promising tracks,
so I'm gonna add a rabbit snare
or two or three or four.
So we got a really good rabbit trail
going right through here.
Let me go ahead and pop a snare.
I can be thankful I've done so well
so far with food.
When I came out here,
I thought, it's gonna be the worst-case scenario,
there's not gonna be any food,
it's gonna be really, really tough finding it,
and now,
the last five days have been exactly what I expected.
I think we're gonna see
my body go through a transformation,
doing okay to not doing so okay,
but I'm gonna keep my spirits high
for catching rabbits.
Can't just make a loop, right?
You wanna make it to where,
when the rabbit touches the bottom,
it closes
much further...
than what you originally had it set for.
Now it's about finding a good anchor.
Then I'm gonna check my other trap line.
All right. Just came across this.
There's rabbit fur and blood and no rabbit.
That sucks.
I was really looking forward to catching that guy.
Fox.
And...
fox urine.
See that little yellow speck?
This fox came up here, he's marking his territory,
so there's a lot more fox in the area,
so great.
I went from food
and catching food and stuff
to zero food and competition for my food.
Hoo! All right.
It's getting real.
Pretty dark in Rock House.
That's one drawback,
having it all tight and insulated.
No light.
Yesterday was all butchering,
hacking and slashing,
and then got it all to camp.
You gotta get as much distance
between the kill site and your meat as possible.
Boy, he had a set on him.
We're gonna clean skin his nuts off.
In old times, they always made pouches
out of the buffalo scrotums.
There's a musk ox scrotum pouch.
Yeah, they're big and they're already pouch-shaped, you know?
No sewing involved.
Here's the nut.
Great Slave Lake oyster.
Musk ox testicle. It's big.
Big as my hand.
Testicles, they're good.
I'm not kidding.
I want that 100 day title as much as the money,
so we're gonna eat this
from the horns to the hooves.
This is gonna make an award-winning soup.
Yeah, they're fatty. They're rich.
There's all kinds of goodness in a set of nuts.
The Eskimos that I hung out with
up on the Kuskokwim
always put a high, high value
on the fat of the animal.
I might not know the science of it and things,
but I know about the fat behind the eyeballs.
The Eskimos always eat the nose off the moose,
so therefore, I know to eat the nose off the musk ox.
Perfect.
Pot's full,
and now we're set up with tenderloin.
Oh, baby.
Holy.
Day 100, there ain't gonna be
a whole hell of a lot of that musk ox left.
It turned out perfect.
Last bite.
Oh, dear Lord, that was so good.
A guy can just flop.
Feels good.
Everything's really coming together in Rock House.
It sure is.
Making the guitar has now inspired me
to make a good size eating bowl.
That's not just a crafting. That's a need.
Would just make life so much easier
to be able to transfer my food into the bowl
and then I can use the pot to boil water,
so I can have boiled water and my food at the same time.
Oh, yeah.
Yeah, I think this should do quite nicely.
I feel very in sync with the land,
with what I'm doing.
I feel like I'm doing the right thing.
I don't feel, like, any need
to go and absolutely pillage the land
and just catch and catch and kill and--
I've got almost two weeks of fish fillets
up in the food cache,
which could be looked at as a month of food
in survival mode.
Oh, Joel.
Just keep going.
Al right.
Let's head back to camp.
My legs are heavy.
My legs have taken a toll out here.
Yes, I've been eating,
but I feel I've lost a lot of muscle on my legs,
especially my calves.
The physical fatigue
that comes with this whole experience
is freaking tough.
Like, they have that saying, "bone tired."
I know the meaning to that saying now.
Legs, legs, legs.
I'm looking for a decent size bowl.
I want no little itty-bitty.
It's hard to physically keep up with the workload
and then doing other fun projects
that you wanna do,
being on your feet all day, you know?
Wow, guys.
That's coming along.
Freaking arm's about to fall off,
but it's coming along.
But most of all, it's so hard
to be completely out of touch, separated,
such a long distance from your family,
from a young kid just learning to speak.
Just probably can't comprehend what's going on.
He was here every day, and now he's gone.
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