40 Jours de Survie sur une Île Déserte. (Film complet)

The turquoise blue water, the jungle, I will take you to the other side of the world, to the Fiji Islands. I left there with the sole conviction that in an archipelago of more than 800 islands, I would eventually find the object of my fantasy. But I will come back to this treasure hunt in detail in the next video. on this treasure hunt in the next video. Because there, we immediately go to the heart of the adventure. It's called Aiwa, a completely uninhabited island which will be my adventure pl

ayground for the next 40 days. An extreme adventure, but far from original. since you know the rules. 40 days, a kilo of rice, a reserve of water and a fishing kit. Koh-Lanta has been highlighting this adventure for more than 20 years. so many years living vicariously. But today it was time. I have been sharing my adventures around the world with you for several years . On this channel. And today's man has come a long way between the Amazon, the African deserts, that's going to make me a little

sick. Lapland, the bitter cold and so on. But now it was time to go further. I believe that life puts me to the test. I have never gone on an adventure alone for more than five days. I have never imposed so many restrictions on myself. I have never been in a survival situation so much. The only thing I know is that several dozen people did it. So why not me ? Yeah, little scare. The only difference is that I will be completely alone and unsupervised. No one here will make decisions for me. It's

been two days that I've been feeling sick. Many disaster scenarios are possible, whether at sea or on land. But beyond all these dangers, what scares me the most is me. Frankly, I wonder if there isn't a sign that says the adventure must end there. I'm afraid I don't have the courage to give up, to persist in completing this challenge at all costs. Do we have to go beyond our limits to get to know them? Fortunately I know that I only have ten days to last. It is in this dream setting that I am p

reparing to experience the worst. I expect to be consumed by loneliness, to experience hunger day after day. But beyond that, I will have to learn to coexist with an unknown natural environment, a source of incredible exploration opportunities, but also unexpected surprises. Thank you Fred, for saving my life. Alone on this island, the slightest misstep will not be allowed. When I left, I didn't know what to expect. But after this adventure, I can tell you that it was a different person who came

back. I've never had an emotion like that at the end of a video. It really shows that I'm in the right place. It's been more than a year that every day I've been moving towards this dream and now it's time for the big leap. The day of departure I am terrified, everything is agitated inside me, doubting the decision I am about to make. But I have crossed the world and made too many sacrifices for that. So I have to silence the part of me that's trying to protect myself if I want to keep my cool.

being a willing castaway is probably hard for the animal part of me to understand , but the meaning of our lives has changed. I became an adventurer more by nature than by choice. I have this need to follow through on my ideas and learn from these experiences. Well, that's it, the boat has left and the island is mine. When I arrive, I feel like a child at Disneyland where I only want to see what is hidden on this island. But I know it will quickly get difficult because the weather is unstable.

So I have to quickly find the place where I'm going to settle down. So I go exploring. And there, from the start, frankly, it was love at first sight. I see these trees growing on the rocks, the turquoise blue water all around and this jungle with lianas in every direction. My first impression is that this island exceeds all my expectations. I am truly amazed. And the worst part is that this is only the beginning. Wow! It's incredible ! Look, there's a kind of cave there, right in the heart of t

he island. I don't know yet if I could go there, but in any case an exploration to do there. Maybe there go down Or maybe it's there by the branches. Go down, ok, but then how do you go back up? I'm happy because I thought it was going to be a huge jungle I wasn't good, A spider there right in the middle. But rock and roots are everywhere, leaving few options for a comfortable bed. In the rush, I forgot my spare batteries with my stuff, but it wasn't the ideal time to lie down. I will have time

to present my island to you in detail later. I just found this place that might be pretty good, actually, there's just this dead tree there in the middle. Which means that it can actually be used for the fire. And if I release it it would be clean. It's difficult to determine the perfect place. I spend a lot of time hesitating. I would like to find the ideal place for these 40 days now. But I finally put my perfectionist side aside and decide to stay here tonight. Well, not too bad for a first c

amp. The only problem is that there are little ants. But hey, it's not the type to cut everything up, it's little ants. So we'll see if it's boring. At worst I will change tomorrow. Initially, I had planned this adventure in complete survival mode, but I had been preparing for a week on a neighboring island. And noting the nocturnal deluges, I granted myself two elements of comfort, a tarpaulin which seemed essential to me, especially for the survival of my video equipment. and a flint, because

in a humid environment, fire by friction is almost impossible and it is essential to my diet. The idea is then to develop my survival skills and learn to do without. With the deluge last night, I collected quite a bit of water. I just put the pan like this here. It's almost full. There is a liter, so a liter in a small diameter like that. I'll let you imagine what it was like that night. The weather spared me a difficult installation. But that's it, the adventure has begun. No matter the conditi

ons, I have to last 40 days. When I wake up, I install my solar panel which will be used to charge all my video equipment and my satellite communications device. This gloomy weather also allows me to confirm my choice of camp. Being sheltered from the wind by the mountains and the jungle is wise. It will be additional logistics to access the sea. But I will stay here for the moment. And so now that this decision is made, we'll tackle the shelter right away. And so there it is 12 p.m. I got up at

6 a.m., so after 6 hours of work, it will be time to see what we are eating this evening. As I get started, I notice that the waters are getting agitated at the exit of the creek. Beyond the sharks and other dangers that the ocean is full of, it is the current that particularly worries me. If I get caught up, I know I won't be able to fight and the idea of ​​finding myself floating in the middle of the Pacific Ocean really scares me. I'm stressed, but I have no choice. There is only one access

to the sea, so I set out with the idea of ​​exploring. to have my first sensations without putting pressure on myself. I don't forget that my hunting list is only 2 fish, I still have everything to learn. As soon as I get into the water, I feel like I'm in an aquarium. The visibility is incredible. The water is cool but largely bearable, I swim calmly to explore the surroundings. When I see a cloud of sand that calls out to me, it is indeed a ray more than a meter in diameter that I obviously le

ave alone. Before continuing my exploration. Very quickly, I also noticed that I was being watched. It seems that I must live together on this reef. I observe his behavior to detect his intentions. I remain confident and don't take my eyes off him. I feel like he's testing me by coming close to me. In any case, now the introductions are made, But this will probably not be our last meeting. Well, a meager result but it's always nice. My beach is thin, but like all beaches in the world, it does no

t escape the waste that washes up there. The opportunity for me to expand my stock of materials that can help me later. and so I found some fillet. I also found quite a few coconuts, so I don't know if they are good because I think they don't come from that island. So maybe they drifted, they were taken there by the current, and that's going to be my plate. Just the size of the fish. The key is rationing my food. A kilo of rice represents 25 grams per day. It's not much, but it's better than not

hing. I also found these yellow fruits that look like lemons, but I don't want to make hasty deductions that could be dramatic. Looks like a low-end lemon, actually, with a lot of skin actually. As if our lemons had a lot more pulp. because it really smells like citrus, I spit it all out like that, at least I know it's not in my stomach. And if in 2 hours something happens... ...then it's not edible. And otherwise, well there you go, I'm going to eat with my fish, so I'm going to wait quietly. T

here, I have a jar of peanut butter that I keep for after the 20th day, I told myself it's a bit of my comfort game once in the middle of the adventure, Afterwards I have a jar of white sugar is more for when you're feeling sluggish. I told myself that it would give me a little pep again quickly. and there I have a bottle of coconut oil that I took mainly to put on my equipment, especially metal diving and fishing equipment so that it doesn't rust and completely rot. Because I don't know how muc

h not being able to rinse them will damage them. So I took that, and this is what it does to us. Small saucepan and more. well, there you go. Enjoy your food ! It all looks pretty good to me. Today I decide to try to improve my shelter. But the problem is that there is no coconut tree here that would allow me to braid the foliage to build a reliable shelter. So I decided to move towards a hybrid version. For now. So. Basically what it looks like. my only doubt is that there is a big ant trail in

the middle. But hey, there were some there too. So I'm going to try it and we'll see. I don't forget that it's not a race. So after the effort, comfort. There's no point in rushing. Work remains above all a hobby. I swear it looks a lot easier to open when a Fijian does it. The verdict, Oh yeah, she's good. The juice is not fermented at all, perfect. After venturing out hunting, I go fishing, but without hurrying, No one is waiting for me and I am not worried about my survival at this time. In

survival, there is this rule of three which says that you can survive three weeks without eating, three days without drinking and three minutes without breathing. So I have half the adventure to become independent and be able to provide for myself. Afterwards. So at this moment, it's simple, I only have one idea in mind: catch as many fish as possible and find what works. I see three fish following the lure. But they don't catch him. After this unsuccessful attempt with the lures, I tried my han

d at handline on which I used hermit crabs as bait. Wow, that took me a minute. But I decide to reuse the head of this fish to see bigger. And a short time later, luck smiled on me again. Well, there you go ! It was worth replaying my bet. I think I won a cuttlefish or something . That’s what it’s like to be greedy. Small operation at the dentist. Ah, he wasn't about to escape. It is with a feeling of victory that I return to the camp bathed in this heavenly light. At this moment, nothing seems

to be able to get in the way of my dream of survival. But I know that the road is still long. Well, there you go. Another day that works in my favor with a beautiful fish. We're going to see how the night goes there, in this new shelter. And also maybe create a smokehouse to try to preserve the fish. Given my efficiency today, I am already imagining how to improve my productivity to reduce my work or increase my rations. But I don't realize that I'm living the start of a utopian adventure and th

at it won't be as easy as that. Eating a whole fish with your fingers is still an experience. And I also notice my first inconveniences Well, the lessons of the night. In fact, it's a little colder like that. So, I'm going to try to fill the sides but also that my body has not at all digested yesterday's coconut which literally came out as grated coconut. I knew it had laxative power. But I had never had this effect to this extent. because it was very good in taste. I wasn't too careful, and the

first day, I left the leftover fish in the fire. My fire was there and suddenly there were lots of flies. So now I hear a constant sound of flies. I have five meters of rope with me for my tarpaulin and the equivalent in reserve for the rest, I use tree bark collected during my preparation in the village. I made a triangle structure and I'm going to put the leaves on top, in continuity with the tarpaulin. but that alone has already exhausted me. I might start on another project. I just made an

invention. I call it trash. This allows you to put the waste away, to prevent flies from squatting in your camp afterwards. I also have a fresh fish again. and so off we go again for the little ritual. But I move the place fire too, because after the expression you don't shit where you eat. There is also the expression you don't cook where you sleep, This is what my new kitchen area looks like trash the seat. Very important because eating while squatting is unbearable. And there, the more time p

asses, the more I will have to free up time because I really want to learn survival, without the material elements that I brought. Because there, for example, I lost a hook. Which means if I lose them all, I basically can't fish anymore. So the idea is to find my bases with the equipment that I brought, like the flint, the tarpaulin, etc., but to free myself from it little by little. After the hook, which I lost earlier. On my machete, there are two screws that are already gone. There, I tell my

self it's only been four days, so I really can't afford to continue at this pace. Preserving my equipment is really becoming a priority. I am truly aware of the fragility of my survival conditions because in just a few days, I am already seeing the first signs of failure. the tarpaulin, all it takes is a branch to fall on it and all my equipment will be pierced, rusting or exposed to the rain. It's the same. In fact, it can go away overnight and over 40 days, overnight, there are a lot of them.

Being in this new environment makes me realize how creative we are when it comes to finding solutions for our comfort. This evening, I'm trying to isolate myself from the ground and the ants by making a carpet of leaves. and here I go for a night of testing. What makes me dream at the moment is really my hammock. But hey, the idea was to come with the minimum. No regrets. The thing is that over everything else, I see how I can improve my comfort. But on this, in fact, I don't know how I can brin

g it to my bed. In fact, the leaves didn't do much. I don't really have any idea what will make it much more comfortable. It's funny because the smoking room is one of the things I did in my first survival course in France. It was maybe in 2017, 2018 and here we are in 2023. Where does that leave us. The confidence gained from my first days of fishing inspires me to create this smoker now. I am thinking of reproducing the patterns that we know of accumulating what is necessary to be able to indu

lge in pleasures, replacing as much work as possible with entertainment. Hop, simply woven between the sticks like that, In “S”. And there you have it, I don't think it will be very efficient, but it has the merit of having happily occupied me for a whole morning. But now it's time to fill it and this is where it's going to get complicated. OK, well, empty-handed. It's a little frustrating because the first two times I fished it went so well. And there, we lose a few hooks or I cast and my bait

goes away. We're going to try the lure again a little before nightfall, hoping that it works. I think it's a sea cucumber, it looks really disgusting. I think life is putting me to the test with this sea cucumber. Ah, it disgusts me just to touch it. It looks like shit wrapped in a plastic bag. Come on, pray for me. In fact, the advantage of this lure is that it floats. As a result, it does not get caught in the corals. But I never got anything out of it. Ah, visitors. Are they going to dock? It

was a New Zealand couple embarking on a Pacific crossing, who had just anchored their catamaran here for the night. But after a simple chat, it was time for me to get down to business. When I see this, I have a vision of Bear Grylls chewing it to shreds. Well, what I suggest is that we grill this. This kind of sock. And then we'll see what happens because that disgusts me a little. It's more sand. That's it, we're there. Verdict time. This delicious sea cucumber. It's still slimy even though I

grilled it for a while. It tastes like the sea, not too much cucumber, a little sand that crunches in the teeth. I'll show you what it looks like Hmm, that reminds me of something. It's hard to swallow anyway , you chew it's a little salty but to swallow, you have to motivate yourself. Ah, it's hard. I'm going to have to put it back, to grill it a little. No promise, I won't escape, A big piece I found is between an oyster and a leather purse. That's exactly what it tastes like. It's not that un

pleasant. But you have to swallow it, it can't be chewed. Let's say that when you force yourself to swallow, you don't know if you're going to vomit directly or not. That’s rather apprehension. Anyway, I'll try to finish, but I'll bid you good night on this. At sunrise, I get straight to the hunt. Always with the objective of filling the smoker. And while I returned with a meager loot. The couple of sailors, having spotted me in the distance, came to offer me a tour of the islands. The opportuni

ty to discover new waters and new treasures. And here comes my first adventure dilemma. Because actually, the day before, they asked me if I needed anything. So I thought about it, but I didn't know where to start because I was so lacking in everything. But hey, I remained in my adventure and so I told them no. But actually, the next day, they finally came with a bag. So it destabilizes me because I don't expect it and a part of me wants to refuse. And deep down, I tell myself it's part of the a

dventure. An adventure still has its ups and downs. And there, life smiled on me. A bit like a comfort game in Koh-Lanta ultimately. And so there, the reward is, Bananas, 6 cereal bars, a few hooks and matches, instant noodles. seeds anyway or beans. But all this did not allow me to fulfill my priority objective of filling my smokehouse. So I replay my bet, thinking that fish meat will be more effective. There's the fly there, the ants are so reverent, they can't land Ah, the ants! They are lite

rally everywhere, on the lookout for the slightest food and never leave me in peace. I sleep completely wrapped up so as not to feel the tickles caused by their movement on my skin. But I consider myself lucky because they don't sting me. So I tried to desensitize myself by staying still on their route, but to no avail. So I'm learning to live with it. Hard day, morning of hunting and afternoon of fishing and I only caught two small fish. I gained a lot of confidence in the first two days and no

w it's harder. So I don't know if I'll be able to test this smoker one day. At this point frustration mounts. I don't understand why it was so easy at first and so difficult now. But I try to keep my morale up by telling myself that I must not relax my efforts. At the same time, I feel fatigue already well established. My body adapted very quickly to my new diet, going from 3000 to 300 calories per day. Everything is more difficult. I feel at 30% of my capacity. If it stays like this for the nex

t 35 days, it will be fine. But I fear the unexpected bout of fatigue. So in this little box, I was given This huge hook So I'm going to try to put it with a fish head and leave it there. And we'll see. To avoid cutting the line. I'm going to tie a knot like I did for my tarpaulin. The piece of wood is propped up and in fact, at 8 a.m., it is already way too hot. So I'm going to go hunting instead to cool off. In the cove, the fish are quite small and very wary. I really struggle to approach the

m. If there's anything I quickly learned while hunting, it's that there's no point in chasing fish. They see me coming from a long way away and are much faster than me. So you have to succeed in adopting behavior that they are not suspicious of , surprising them or simply waiting for them at the bottom of the water. Let them be called by their curiosity. I also try to observe the behavior of my hunting companion who is lurking around me, ready to steal my loot. So I am vigilant. I try to quickly

reel in the fish, hold it in my hands to deter the shark. This time I'm lucky. It's a fish I know. Coral trout can easily be approached within harpoon range, which makes them a prime target for a beginner like me. I decide to quickly go out so as not to attract other sharks which could be bigger and more problematic to manage. That's it, I just put the fish in place. Well, clearly I'm going to have to enlarge the barbecue But in the meantime, there is a project that makes me very enthusiastic T

his time, the nets found are of sufficient size to try to make a hammock which I hope will hold under my weight. Ours. Test, it cracks! Right now my ass hits the ground and it cracks. But OK. This is already an improvement. That's it, finally a ration that would fill my stomach. And allow me to test the smoker. And There you go. This one is really good. But if everything were that simple, it would be too easy. Well, a rather dramatic event happened last night. It's not the return of the rain, bu

t it is indeed the death of the smoking room. Who went from smokehouse to woodshed in one night. Actually, I think the leaves that I used have some sort of white sap in them, and I think that's what's flammable. But hey, I'm not sure it's a very good idea because rekindling the fire in the hole. It was always a hassle. In the end, the smoke escaped very easily from the thing. I still saved the fish. I'll try to eat it later. But OK. Priority to the optimization of the hammock and its test. Durin

g this break, it's the first time in the adventure where I step back and really notice my fluctuations of emotions. In my head, a big fish. It's the best gift of my life and no fish. Frankly, I'm disgusted. So I want to try to regulate these emotions because I'm afraid that a hard blow could put him in a depressed state. And I know that in any case, physically, it's going to be difficult. I will never have enough to eat. So I really want to preserve my mental state by telling myself that if ever

ything goes well up there, then the body will follow. So I try to understand that the norm is not to eat and that everything that nature brings me is a bonus. But hey, much easier said than done. There I want to go exploring again, to have fun because in fact, I realized that I have been here for a week, but that I am staying between my camp. The fishing spot and the beach and it's high time to go back for a little tour. This island is nothing like what I imagined, little sand, no coconut trees,

no edible plants. But instead it has a mystical soul with its caves and trees. Wow! Without kidding, these trees are truly one of the most beautiful things I have seen in my life. This island chose me more than I chose it. meetings and destiny brought me here and he couldn't have done better. This exploration takes me back to the teenager who spends his free time on video games, exploring these virtual worlds. I have often wondered if I had not wasted my time in front of screens When I could ha

ve learned and done things. lots of things to build me up. But I realize that I am paying the greatest homage to this life that chose me, to dedicate myself to exploring the depths of life and the immensity of our world. The hardest part is really the climbs, with undernourishment, after three steps, I feel my thighs burning and I run out of breath very quickly. The first day I saw a sea snake in one of these holes, but failed miserably to kill it and eat it. So, I'm seeing if there's another on

e. I think I'm not going to go there anymore because really my priority now is also to preserve my shoes because they didn't arrive in very good condition, but there, with these sharp rocks. just for the beach, there are already quite a few rocks. So I wear shoes almost all the time. This is really the key object of my survival here. Food, come here food, food, where are you going? Well, I assure you, I'm not that hungry yet, but in the future who knows Damn guys. At one point, I wanted to make

a joke like: “With my machete, we often play hide and seek.” because it's true that I carry it everywhere and then you put it down here and there. Well, I did that. Except it's right in the middle of the exploration So there she is somewhere on the island I have to find her. I can't do without... It sucks. No idea where I put it. Oh the trouble, Okay... that's not the machete blow but the club blow. Because I really can't see myself doing without it. The machete, in my eyes, is essential. Plus,

I'm on the other side of the island. A good 30 minute, 1 hour walk from camp. So if I have to come back every day to get her, it's going to cost me a lot of energy. So there, it’s extreme concentration. I go into survival mode in survival. I just watched the videos I have on my device. apparently I have it down to the sharp rocks. So I have to find this place. There, I don't know where I am. How to find your way in a jungle? Even though it's an island that's only a few square kilometers, I can't

find the place, it's crazy how I go around in circles. I remember, I came there. There was a blue thing that is still there. So she must be around there somewhere. I had just said that I was no longer going to find myself in these sharp rocks and here it is 1 hour later. I found my two goats too. So it must really be in this corner. Oh damn, the holes are such a hassle ! But no ! I was good at that. I had time to run through all the scenarios in my head. I was already ready to do without it, I

don't know how. But I really couldn't imagine finding her again. So not. In Koh-Lanta, there are necklaces or daggers. Well, it wasn't a dagger but a machete. So I would have had my little research test. Remember the lemons I found the first day? I was a little afraid that it would become mythical and now, I'm very happy because I'm going to come across it again. Look ! There, there, there are lots of little lemons. The thing is, when I look above, I don't see any. So I don't really know where t

hey come from. But now that I have a bag, I will be able to take more. Return to camp. And there, frankly, I arrive. Necessarily. I land straight in the hammock and realize that it makes such a difference. It's like when you're at home, you obviously sit on the sofa when you're a little exhausted. Before, if I was a little tired. I could get on the ground and that's it. And there, in fact, the hammock really makes a difference. But beyond that, I stopped having ants everywhere, so I can tell you

that this hammock was a blessing. We'll see what happens to the fish. My preservation method to avoid ants. A fishing line I'm also so happy not to have to cook because in real life light the fire, cook the fish and eat it. It takes me more than 2 hours. It looks like a good, well-grilled rib. I hope it's not too bad. It's okay, only the skin has burned and as a result, the fish is very dry. need to chew more. But for now it does the job. The next day it rained continuously and I found myself a

bsorbed in the comfort of the hammock, hypnotized by the warmth and dancing glow of my fire. No hunting, fishing, building or exploring. I feel this magical relaxing power of the rain which immerses me in my thoughts and relieves me of guilt for doing nothing. Here, nothing awaits me, so I let myself go. I take the time to write down what comes to mind and let this day pass by itself. I experience this inaction as a first victory in this battle against my fear of failing. Face this challenge. To

day is a bit special day for me, but also for this adventure. because beyond the fact that it's my birthday, in fact the day yesterday when I did nothing, it showed me that I have already started to adapt, And so, mentally, it felt a little weird. A feeling of saying to myself that in fact, I had perhaps already seen a little of what I had to see And there, the anxiety rises. Because until now I was in this tunnel. You build things, you catch fish and you don't ask questions. But here, I feel th

at part of my apprehensions linked to survival have dissipated. So I'm literally afraid of being bored to death when I still have 30 days to go. And I tell myself that in fact, the real adventure may be there, more about the mental aspect of isolation and solitude than the physical aspect of nutrition. So my strategy is to avoid worrying and stay active as much as possible by continuing my routine. But in any case, regardless of today's result , I have a little surprise in store for myself, a li

ttle gift for this evening. I left it for two days. It's leftover fish. Wow ! How fast is it? It's horrible, it's disgusting. Well, automated fishing is a failure. The corals will have got the better of my nylon line. In fact my problem is finding bait because everything that is snail etc. there is none on the rocks. So I find hermit crabs on the beach, but that's all in itself. Maybe I shouldn't have thrown the worms away But hey, it really disgusts me. In fact, not everything had gone to waste

. Ah it's horrible, look at it. But I actually think my hook is too big. But hey, we're still going to try, look at these turquoise blue waters. Nature didn't give me a very nice birthday present. But in fact, we had originally planned to eat that. It's instant noodles, I never eat that in France. I know it's going to make me feel really good because there's the broth, the little spices, etc. and that's what I really miss the most. And I find it funny to think that every time I see this, it will

remind me of my birthday. But I think I can still do without it. I have one banana left, we're going to make something nice, even if it's not going to be very big. For the only meal of the day, that will already be it. And then, I think one of the most incredible things of my life happened to me. As soon as I finished eating, I lay down in the hammock and as night fell, I saw a distress flare in the distance. My first instinct is to tell myself that in my position, I can't really help a boat th

at is on fire or sinking. But hey, I'll see anyway out of curiosity. So I go to the place where I fish to have a clear view of the sea. And there, in fact, there is a guy who calls out to me. And deep down, I'm panicking because in this context, it's like someone broke into my house, like I found someone on my couch. And he said to me “Who are you? So I said to him “Who are you?” And that in English, of course, but in fact, we are both surprised. So I chat with him, What happened to your boat? A

h my boat... How do you say...? He sank ? Did you hit the reef? The water got in. Ah so you broke it. Yes Ah ok, let's see. But he has no means of communication. So I try to contact help for him with my satellite device just before we go to see his boat. And it's funny, he had a whole bunch of cans of French canned goods that he had salvaged from another boat that had also been wrecked. Bread? Oooooh yes! :) Thank you Fred for saving my life. Thank God. So, once we got to know each other, I offe

red to host him by my fire and I can tell you that it's a birthday that I won't soon forget. I only eat fish with nothing, so the sauce is really good. Even better than a plate of noodles The next day, he wakes me up at dawn. I'm not used to getting up so early, the nights are cool and I spend my time tending the fire. So I only sleep in episodes and the morning often serves as a lie-in. Also a way to pass the time. I only get up if I feel the need to or if boredom starts to set in. But very qui

ckly, his friends will come to his rescue and it will already be the end of our shared adventure less than 24 hours after his shipwreck. I think you just witnessed the luckiest shipwreck in the history of the world! I find myself facing its abandoned wreck on my beach, wondering how I could exploit it. But I don't have any ideas, so I decide to isolate certain parts, giving time for my creativity to do its work. I used the nets previously found, but I still have some bamboo left and I now have a

buoy, gutters, flooring and boat seats. He would have had time to catch two fish which he offered me when leaving, which was the responsibility of my work for the day. So I'm going to try to fully enjoy this day and try to trick my brain into imagining myself on vacation on an island paradise. Oh yes, and I didn't tell you last time when I went to sell a coconut. Because digestion is always average. In fact, I realized that right there, it was one of the peaks of the island. And so, from there,

there is a way to see a sunset. I haven't done it yet because I was waiting for the weather to be nice. And today can be the occasion so I'll take you right after eating this. In addition to the sauce, he will have left me a few cans of vegetables. It seems like a lot at first, but I realize that usually these would be my calories for a day. I have the impression that we are not bad for tonight. Salt water, of course, to clean. The sun sets, we set off for the short climb to the peak. It's not

long, but it's intense! It was going to become my little ritual on sunny days. Beyond the magic of colors, sunsets offer me meditative moments. In fact, I just realized that I don't like survival. But basically, I told myself after 40 days, I'm going to become a crazy survivor, I'll be able to do anything. But actually, I realize that not at all, because I'm not interested in being like that. I actually think today that we are a little too guided by “we must... “I must...”. And that we don't try

hard enough to know ourselves. I don't want to be the one who is able to light a fire with 18 different pieces of wood . What I like to do is precisely go towards this inner discovery and share it to encourage you afterwards. you too to move towards what calls you Everyone has their own interests and everyone has their very particular dreams. But to discover them. It is appropriate for me to follow one's curiosity long enough to dig deep and determine what really drives us deep within ourselves

. and this is what I insist on with my coaches and what drives me deep down, is seeing people who act because they are inspired, not because they feel obliged. And this time, I put my finger on one of the main difficulties of our lives, this endless quest to learn to know ourselves and to dare to discover ourselves. I realize that my passion for nature and personal development has regularly guided me towards survival. I even did internships in the Amazon, in South Africa, which brought me a lot,

even if I felt that I was not completely fulfilled in these experiences. This time, I understand that I like to be left to my own devices, to do things my way, not to follow the beaten path and to feel free to explore my curiosity. Understanding this will have a definite impact on my future projects and already proves the richness of this adventure, barely a quarter of the way through. Ah it's horrible, every night I don't sleep. It's really cold. I have to sleep from 8 p.m. to midnight, not ev

en that. And after all night, I'm cold. Because in fact, under the hammock, all the clothes are compressed, which means that I feel the air completely beneath me. This morning, creativity spoke and there's nothing like a little exercise to warm up. But my DIY skills are quite limited, so I just go with instinct and learn from my failures. I present what I called “table” which goes particularly well with my little armchair. The idea is to spend as little time as possible squatting because it's su

per unpleasant. And I start to feel dizzy, one time out of three, when I go back up. Honestly, my head is really spinning. I don't know if it's going to be super stable. I had to dig about that to get them in. Because the finishes are a bit approximate. But yeah, I'm pretty proud. This table brings me into a certain luxury and I understand that I have exceeded my minimum necessary for comfortable survival. But I continued my routine and thanks to my shipwrecked friend, I realized that there were

indeed shells, but that I simply hadn't looked hard enough. Fishing-wise, it's always tricky, I don't catch anything with my lures and I don't find success in the first few days. I continue to develop my hunting skills Where I have a lot of fun, even if it requires me to invest more energy. I like this challenge of trying to deceive my prey by adopting a disinterested attitude. Unlike fishing, we have them in visual contact, but the result is just as risky. Around me there are many fish, but th

ey are small and can quickly hide. The biggest ones remain outside my field of vision, but they are the ones that interest me. So I'm patient. Effective apnea is based above all on relaxation. Learning to reduce your heart rate, and even more so when hunting. Where the fish can sense if our thorax is pounding. Deep down, my emotions are mixed. It's both exciting and calming I observe the fish in my peripheral vision hoping that they will approach and pass in front of me But at the same time, I c

lear my mind I relax and enjoy this unique feeling of lightness . Which makes me want to stay at the bottom. This time, it failed... But I continue to believe in my chances , keeping in mind that I have ten meters of water above me and that with my weakened body, I must be very careful. The main risk of too long apnea is blackout. When the brain no longer has enough oxygen to function, it switches our entire body into sleep mode, unpredictably, as if asleep. And in the water, it is synonymous wi

th drowning for sure. But there, dinner was found. So in terms of hunting, it's rather satisfactory. But at the same time, fishing is nothing but hassle and frustration. I lose hooks one by one, I spend hours in the sun catching nothing. But hey, I insist and I continue until the day But hey, I insist and I continue until the day when, in the middle of a fishing trip, I am arrested once again. And like last time, there's panic. But there, it's a guy I met in the village, so I'm reassured and he

invites me to eat with his friends, fellow fishermen. So I spend some time with them and even if I don't understand everything he says, I realize how much having humans in front of me changes my internal state. So I end up showing them my camp and they tell me that they will stay two nights, mainly to collect sea cucumbers which they will sell. and one thing led to another, he asked me to come with them. This night. I don't know if it's really a gift in fact, I could stay there quietly by the fi

re and then I'll find myself at sea there has never been so wind. With the waves, we're going to leave for 4 hours. I know I'm going to come back completely frozen. So I really hope the fire doesn't go out before then. I have never dived at night. So I know that for me, it's going to be a real experience, so that's why I'm going there. And in any case, what is certain is that on my own, I would never have tested this. When I arrive at their camp, I realize that I did well to settle in the jungle

, the wind is intense, the waves agitate the usually calm cove. I'm worried, but I don't show it. I trust them, I hold on. I try not to bother them. We arrive several hundred meters from the coast, that's where they decide to get into the water to go up the coral reef. That's it, I throw myself, the temperature of the water grips my body, I'm disoriented, I don't have my bearings, I don't know what to expect. and it's right at that moment that a shark passes under me, like you would imagine in a

horror film. I calm my breathing, start to follow them and little by little, fear gives way to admiration. It's new, it's incredible. I'm like a child, I enjoy these light games, I discover another world that I explore with what looks like a giant lightsaber. They mainly hunt at night because the fish are asleep and easier to catch. They are not looking for trophies, but simply for as many fish as possible to feed their family and earn a living. I'm impressed by the way they scan the seabed and

take turns diving, never coming up empty-handed. They are so effective that my weakened body struggles to keep up with their hectic pace Even though I'm not hunting. When I'm alone, I take my time to observe. Here they know what they have to do and they do it efficiently. Time passes and I get exhausted, but not knowing where the boat is. I concentrate the energy I have left to palm. while waiting for him to decide to go back up. Today everyone agrees that time is our most precious resource. Bu

t here, it seems to increase tenfold when I would like it to burn more quickly. Why does time constantly seem to go against our desires? Is this the reason for our unprofitable gym membership? of our accumulating fatigue? of our projects that are not moving forward or missed family moments? Or would he be the ideal victim of our inability to establish our priorities? It's easy to compare ourselves, to see what we're missing to be perfect. So we always want more in all areas of our lives. But as

they say, to choose is to give up. so how to choose? We still need to know what really matters to us. One thing is certain, “I don't have time” must come out of my vocabulary. I just have to admit to myself that these things are not my priorities. I informed the fishermen that I wanted to stay isolated to live my own adventure. And in the meantime, I continue to adjust my camp. My hammock devoured by sea salt shows signs of weakness. Which I repair using a syringe and fishing line. A bedside tab

le appears And now, I'm tackling the project of a work surface. I can't take this thing anymore... I thought it would take me half an hour maximum, but it's taking me all morning, I'm exhausted... Well, we're pretty much there. What do we think? This is what the fishermen left me when they left. In fact, they wanted to give me lots of food they had left. I told them no, no. And they really insisted. In fact, it's a piece of cassava and I think to myself, there's none on the island. It's cool to

try it, to cook it, to eat it because it's a bit iconic of the desert islands. And I must say that seeing the fishermen like that inspired me quite a bit, because they too are on their little adventure of coming to this island. So of course, they have a lot of food and they have planned everything in advance. But what it was really resonated with me. It's seeing that they were together laughing. And that’s something that I obviously miss a lot in my expeditions. These rainy days spent in the ham

mock make me aware of the fine line between rest and boredom. It's the same action, but with a different interpretation by our brain. when I feel tired, it is a positive signal that it sends me whereas when I have been inactive for too long, I am pushed into this negative state which encourages me to act. Rain plays a major part in creating this feeling pleasant rest Where the sun energizes me to forbid me any idleness I realize that at home, unfortunately rain or shine. our agendas are the same

. And our obligations push us to act while our internal energy inevitably fluctuates. In my life, I constantly feel the need to be productive and ambitious. but here, I manage to not worry about anything. I then think back to Maslow's work and understand that as long as my primary needs are not ensured, the meaning of my life here is not a subject. So, I explore this way of life which is close to that of our ancestors , as close as possible to our animal instinct. I find myself living to the rhy

thm of the weather, my mood and my desires, listening to the signals from my body, responding to its needs without external influences, temptations or obligations. It's up to him to tell me if I should go hunting or if feeding myself is not a priority. Well, just went out to do some woodwork, and it's decided. No fish, let's tackle the noodles! It's sad to say, but how good is this little curry taste? Honestly, it's incredible. These days it's raining really hard and I spend my days in the hammo

ck making do with the minimum. I feel like I'm entering a semi-hibernation mode, but there, boredom sets in quite strongly. So I end up watching the weather on my satellite device to see if it's forecast to improve, but it turns out not at all. And it even indicates a potential storm. So there, I decide to move and really go into bunker mode. It's crazy how creativity comes when you need it. That's already a day won. But hey, we're still going to try to go fishing because I'm really not reassure

d. Because if until now it was windy and now it's like, twice as much. Well, I'm still pretty protected. But hey, not reassuring all the same. The wind is picking up, but fortunately the other side of the island is sheltered, which allows me to fish. This pisses me off, I really need to find somewhere else to fish. Here I keep getting hooks stuck. And compared to what I get, it's not enough. There I had a little fish. We'll see what we find. It reminds me that I still haven't taken the time to e

xplore these caves. But hey, priority on food. Oh no ! It pisses me off, the thing is there! still stuck... And I can't even go down, because then I can't go up again. Well, it's okay this time, I managed to get it back But it's annoying me. Instead, we'll try something else. We're going to try to go crab hunting this evening. It's a crazy thing. How easy it is to get lost. Tonight at night, I will have to be careful. If I don't want to spend the whole night outside. Ah, there it is my way Usual

ly, I prefer to stay by the fire once the sun has set, waiting patiently to move on to the next day. But according to fishermen, the crabs tend to wander around at night and hide during the day. So, I decide to try my luck. I discover this pleasure of exploring my jungle at night. I feel at home, I'm not afraid. I just watch out for spiders. But they are more visible in the beam of my lamp. And I know that by returning to the eastern end of the island I will find my way back. So I'm not worried

and am happy to get lost. And it was after an hour of examining the trunks and foliage that I saw my target. It's about the size of my saucepan. They have claws so powerful that they can tear the husk off coconuts to eat the contents. So obviously, I handle them with great care. The sun reappears like a beacon of hope. The rain was starting to make the time long In addition to an impression of ambient humidity conveyed by the fresh and humid air which my fire was unable to neutralize. Fishing ha

s been frustrating me a lot lately, so I want to take advantage of this to get back into the water. The power is still there and unreadable, so I'll have to be careful. I'm lucky, when one activity frustrates me, I can move on to the other. For the moment I can't guarantee any results, so I try to concentrate on the present moment and detach myself from this need to eat. I have some, rather good news, I'll show you. I can tell you it's going to be a very, very good day. And on top of that, it's

day 20 and on day 20, I planned to allow myself. Peanut butter. I also think that if I haven't eaten rice until now or almost, it's partly because I wanted to eat it with that. but I think I'm not going to start it today because I have a lot of fish. But what I find really incredible. That's how tired I can be when I'm on land, but in the water, really, everything actually flies away. There I'm going to grid the fish well so that it cooks smoothly. I don't risk filleting because I really don't h

ave the knife for it. And that way, it's easier to really eat everything in the fish. Last night, I think was the first night I really felt hungry, a lot. And I thought about food all night but it's crazy like a little sunshine, and a fish, it completely changes your life . What's incredible, this feeling of being able to hit it, knowing that you will have no longer hungry before the thing is over. There it is perfectly grilled. I never tire of admiring the nature around me, but I also feel unab

le to appreciate its true richness. Sometimes I wonder if I landed in hell or heaven without really being able to discern an answer. I know how much it means to me to be here, but I can't feel it. It's a bit like the syndrome of my adventures where the pleasure is always after the fact. But having difficult adventures makes me feel like I have a vacation life. In our lives, we could not be happy if we did not go through difficult times. My luck is that mine are chosen, probably the most beautifu

l thing that adventure has brought me. But it's when everything doesn't go as planned that you have to know how to show composure. It's been two days that I've been feeling sick. The fish passed, but only half. I don't know if I cooked it enough... because on top of that, I don't want to eat fish at all and that's the only resource I can find on this island. So yes, I'm resting a little, I'm waiting, and we'll see how it develops. Well, it doesn't really get any better. But I have an idea of ​​s

omething I can make to eat. Which will make me happy and maybe it's the best solution. I've been dreaming about it for a few days, but as long as I have fish, I'm thinking about rationing myself. So there we go. I'm warning you. There, we start with great cuisine. So first I grab the rice, the sugar and of course the peanut butter. We're going to try a little caramel rice pudding which will do a lot of good. We're going to develop this fire a little. OK, the pot water from the camel bag. a littl

e water, a little sugar, Oh shit! Too much sugar, no problem, we're going to enjoy it. And the problems are for later. Ahh! the little brown tint that arrives. That's everything we love. But there's not that much sugar. Let's say that caramel requires a lot of sugar. Now it's starting to look pretty, I'm going to add a little water right away I'm going to add the rice. We'll see later about the stocks. Mix the rice a little with the caramel which is infusing. There, it's a treat OK, the water is

gone. We're going to add some. here I think we can let it cook a little, which is actually not practical in this adventure, is that I only have one pan so when I cook fish, everything tastes like fish for a few days. Ah there we have it, we get the little milky structure. I think I'm going to add a little seawater for a little caramel, salted butter flavor. But we're not going to add too much. We really want the rice to be really soft. It's important Just seeing that really puts me in a good mo

od. I don't know if I shouldn't have actually added the peanut butter while cooking. Maybe it could have added a little creaminess to the rice.. A good fork. Come on, another little one. We're halfway through. You have to have fun. but here, we are above all at a stage where we prevent the branch below from breaking and everything from falling over. Now I'm just going to wait until it reduces a little bit, and it's going to be good. In addition, the rice is well swollen. That's what we want in m

aximum quantity. Ah, it gives us nice, thick bubbles. There you go, it's almost creamy. Perfect, look at that. Magnificent, no, the perfect texture. But above all, the most important thing is to eat well, relax, lie down and have a good lie-in. Best idea of ​​this adventure! Hmmm. Honestly, it's melting. There is the roundness of the peanut, the little sweet taste. Perfectly cooked rice. a little too much if you want to eat it in a classic way. But this is perfect. We especially hope that it doe

s good for the stomach. I'm sure even you, it makes you want it. But despite this, it does not solve all the problems. So I don't know what this plant is called, but in any case between coconut and fish, it really saved my life. I actually feel a lot more relaxed and there's something that really changed this whole experience. And that, in fact, is rice. Now, I am even more serene, beyond the confidence acquired in my fishing abilities, as well as the resilience of my body to function with littl

e. Having this reserve offers me more freedom and takes away the pressure of results. I also take the opportunity to spend more time exploring my island, these cascades of branches diffuse in me a feeling of peace which disconnects me from anxiety , of my solitude. I would almost speak of magic as I cannot explain this connection. But the problems would quickly catch up with me. There, I see people approaching and at first glance, I say to myself, they are too clean to be fishermen. So I tell my

self that it's tourists, but in fact, it was the police and with them the guardian of the island. And they tell me I might be charged with criminal trespass on a sacred island. So yeah, at this point, it's a bit heated and while talking with them, I learn that they haven't been informed of my coming. But I'm confused because I did everything I was told to do. So I explain to them that I have had the agreement of the chief's spokesperson and that they can check what they answer me, that they will

ask and come back the next day. So in the meantime, I'm really in the dark. Well, it's really a shitty day. return of the rain and icing on the cake, my camera batteries no longer charge. Frankly, I wonder if there isn't a sign telling me that the adventure must end there. So I'm leaving. I try to enjoy the beauty of the island as if I was preparing to say goodbye. I can't help but draw the parallel again with Koh-Lanta and its sometimes unfair eliminations. Whatever happens, I should accept th

e decision. And that's how. We can't control everything in our lives, but it's up to us to learn from each experience and learn to bounce back. There is the return of the cavalry. You were expected! What ? What is happening ? Oh, did you take the sergeant's pants today? No it's mine So we spoke to the owner They said they didn't receive any “Sevu sevu”. Can I do it when I come back? What do you mean ? In two weeks No the sergeant and the owner asked us to take you back to the village today. But

I can't go today. It's an order from them. This moment is really hard. I tried to argue because Sevu sevu It is this plant that I gave to the spokesperson. But the decision-makers were not there and I quickly understood that if the four of them had come, it was not to discuss, but to take me with or against my will. in fact, I learned that the chief's spokesperson did not have the authority to grant me the right to come. But hey, he did it anyway. So I'm a little upset, overcome by this feeling

of injustice. And even though technically it's not impossible for me to come back, I have to take everything apart and repack it. So here, I'm really dejected. I needed to push through with myself or the adventure, but not stop at day 25, almost in the middle, especially at a time when I was feeling good. So, once in the village, I really only have one idea in mind: find the chief to meet him and do everything to get back to the island. Suspense, suspense... But in fact, it's a mess. I was told

that I would be able to see him when I arrived, but ultimately no. So they drop me off at the person who hosted me before I arrived on the island, telling me that they will come and pick me up before I arrive on the island, telling me that they will come and pick me up on next day to go see him and in fact the next day no one. So I end up going to see them and they tell me that it's complicated because it's Sunday and there's church. But here, I'm still in this vague zone and frankly, it's horri

ble. And then finally, the sergeant comes to tell me that the chief told him that I couldn't go back. And then I say to myself, where does that come from? If he couldn't see it, it really smacks of mythology. As if someone was trying to dissuade me. and in fact, I even have the impression that they are afraid to introduce me to him. So I say to myself you know what? No matter the rules or traditions, I need to hear the verdict from the leader and I need to hear it now, there really is only him f

rom the leader and I need to hear it now, he It's really only him who could have given me this feeling that I did everything to come back. So I take my phone, I show the sergeant the map of the village And I ask him where his house is. Because that's it, I'm decided and I go there and he tells me OK, well, we'll go see. But he still asks me to change into clean clothes that he will lend me. and so without knowing what mood the discussion was going to be in, I didn't film. But I calmly explained

to him what I did, my intentions, my desire to respect nature etc... And so, to put it simply, That's it, we're back now, mission to put everything back in place. I really took everything back as I had packed. There I still have my disgusting clothes from the beginning, I haven't taken a shower. So there you have it, we stay in the adventure, we continue! But it's also an opportunity to start from scratch, improve things that I didn't take the time to do. Starting with my hammock. I don't know a

t all if it will work, but here I am in the process of making myself a king size hammock. Well, the night is coming. We improved the hammock and the wind shield. We have fire. And to celebrate this return, I don't know what you think, but I would make myself a little rice pudding... Hmmmm, it's good! Once camp was set up again, I only had one idea in mind to explore the caves. I passed by it almost every day, But I kept putting off this visit And if I hadn't been able to come back, I would have

blamed myself for not having gone to see what was hidden there. This situation echoes the lack of sense of urgency in our lives, where we tend to wait until it is too late to react. Nooooo. Since the beginning, I have had a kind of cenote here, it's sure, it's fresh water. Wow ! It's incredible ! Wow ! Look how clear, blue, beautiful the water is . Honestly, it's incredible. The place is really very stylish. It's already deep enough. it's salt water. The water is slightly salty, it's weird. Look

there, there is water, but in fact, you really can't see it. It's so translucent. This kind of clayey mud is funny. In the distance, I even see a cavity, as if there was another cave behind. But unfortunately, I don't have the equipment that could allow me to go further. At this moment, I regret not having come with the fishermen and their waterproof lamps. I can't believe I'm only coming now, after all. And now for the next one. If there's a way, it's this way. But it seems risky. In fact, goi

ng down there, you must not miss this thing, otherwise you will slip into the hole. That's the difficulty. There, there is a small gap. but after that it goes down almost normally. Well, this one will be a little too risky for my taste and I accept that it remains a mystery. In the village, a part of me wondered if it was worth coming back. And now that I'm here I'm trying to figure out what I can expect from these last two weeks. Two weeks is still a long time. But if I don't want to endure bor

edom and take advantage of this second chance, I really need to find a challenge. Well, there is one observation, which is that since Australia, all the fish I have caught have been with the hand line each time. So, the mission of the day and the rest of the stay is still to succeed in trying to catch a fish with a lure. During this adventure. Fishing really was a great source of frustration. despite my desire to detach myself from the result. But today, I really believe in it. So I go back to e

xplore different places, to believe in my chances, to bring all the good will in the world and the little energy I have left. But unfortunately, the result is always the same it might just not be a fishing adventure, that's all. In my life. I wondered a lot about what we call loneliness. Trying to find a cure for this pain that I sometimes feel in my life. coming here also meant confronting its purest form, going as far as possible to understand it. And from now on, I will say one thing, lonelin

ess does not exist. being alone here reinforces boredom, reinforces doubt, reinforces frustration, fear and stress. Being alone deprives me of one of life's greatest pleasures: sharing. But it has no direct effect. there is no pain that can be described as loneliness. It just makes me more mentally fragile. But I am here of my own free will. I am prepared, I know why I came and the meaning I give to my presence here strengthens me in the face of this solitude, I know that time cannot stop, that

this adventure has an end. and it's just a matter of patience. So I manage to replace my negative thoughts in favor of the pride I feel for having dared. I realize that these adventures are a way for me to take my solitude on its head. At home I really feel this need to be surrounded by my loved ones. But when I'm on the other side of the world, that's not an option. So this loneliness doesn't affect me. But I understand now that I owe this life and my identity to this pain. So I want to say THA

NK YOU Thank you for showing me this path. Today, I wouldn't trade my life for anything in the world. And without her, I wouldn't be here. I also understand that loneliness is a unique pain and that there is no cure like one would satisfy one's hunger or thirst. But behind every pain there is a gift, for those who are ready to seek it. This nice lemony smell is nice. There, I tell myself that fortunately I know that I only have ten days to last. This adventure also challenges me about what we ca

ll survival. The first word that comes to mind about living in these conditions. But even though I'm slowing down and losing weight visibly, I don't feel in a position to flirt with death. Yes, the adjustment was difficult, but I was far from the anxiety and panic that the word survival evokes for me, which makes me feel like I'm living rather than surviving. But I realize that even in the comfort of our cities, insecurity, loneliness, the fear of missing out or being rejected can place us in da

ily stress, a sign of a survival situation, proof that our fears and our perceptions will always have more impacts than our real situation. Experiencing these adventures alone in nature is ultimately what taught me how to live fulfilled in our society. They taught me that nothing is more rewarding than learning to overcome your fears. But above all, they taught me to believe in myself and to realize that we are capable of much more than we dare imagine and that through perseverance and determina

tion, everything ends up happening. It's finally here! the first fish caught on the lure and it is magnificent. With its bluish hues. I'm so happy... :) At this moment, I am in ecstasy. Finally, after so many attempts, successive abandonments, fishing will have taught me a great lesson, regardless of the environment, the lures and the equipment. Ultimately, only perseverance pays off. I adopted the role of victim, hiding behind a lack of luck that fueled my frustration. But the reality is that o

nly those who persevere are lucky. Sometimes you just have to do and wait for life to teach us things that you can't learn from books. The experience. This is what makes all the beauty of this fish which does not represent food, but repeated efforts which find a reward. An answer to so many doubts. I just got really tired. Actually, I think I was a little euphoric from the fish. So when I came back, to my normal tired state. The landing was really difficult. and so there, things are better. But.

.. a little scare. The pressure is gone, which seems to lengthen the time. I think of the summer which is usually the convivial period in France, which I finally spent alone. But hey, I know that when I return, the pleasure of being at home will give me the impression that every day will be my birthday and that a raclette is as good as a barbecue to distract me. I only have nature, but I realize that it is always capable of surprising me Oh a turtle, damn fish!!! Yes! Turtle and fish! You are sp

oiled there. It's the same as yesterday. He looks even bigger Quiet. Yes there! It came undone right there, luck. This time, I opt for a steak cut which will allow me to cook the fish in a pan. Much faster and more efficient. This second fish anchors in me a deep reconciliation with fishing. And the pleasure that I have felt in the past. A pleasure equal to the frustration felt in more than a month of survival. I actually bought two lures in Fiji and 90% of the time I used the same one. It's thi

s one, because it was the seller's favorite and the castaway recommended it to me too. But in the end, in fact, it was the other one that worked every time. Fishing, like life, is not a science. And even if persevering is important. Knowing how to question yourself, test and explore is just as important. Maybe the result won't happen today or tomorrow. But as long as you keep trying, there is no failure, only learning. With this mindset, everything always comes true in the end. And it is this ph

ilosophy that guides my life towards my biggest dreams. as it's been twice that I catch the same fish with the same lure. There I am so excited at the idea of ​​starting again that I completely forget about hunting. But it's also because it was becoming complicated. The current had intensified. I couldn't go where I used to catch interesting fish without being in the current now. So I had to go to the right of the creek to get into the current and hunt while I did. but I was going at least a met

er per second without finning, so it was almost impossible. But above all, I had to make a big effort to get out of this current and avoid ending up I don't know where and then returning to the cove to return to this starting point and make a sort of circuit. So yeah, for the fishing to work at the end, it was a relief. I do not believe it. There's a barracuda that bit into it four times but didn't get caught. Go there! It's going to bite, it's going to bite. Come on, a little barracuda sausage

for tonight. I know you're there. Seize your destiny. Oh la la la la, la la. Do you see them both? Come here ! I don't see you going anymore. Oh, this one. There you go, calmly. Wow it's huge, I think. The famous Am I going to manage to get back up there? I thought I had broken my cane. Ah well it's broken, I'm disgusted... Damn, I don't know what I should have done. That means we have something to eat. And that’s the job. Frankly, it's indecent, but hey, it's survival. I haven't eaten meat the

last two days, so one day out of three makes up for it. But frankly, a freezer would be perfect because there, I have meat for a week. Well yesterday the fish was really too much. But I left it in the pan for a long time, not too strong and I managed to do that. And it still smells pretty good. small fish crumbs. I savor this second breakfast of the adventure thinking of the end which is approaching. I also notice that I have barely eaten half of my rice and am starting to realize what I have ju

st accomplished. this last week with the three blue-winged trevally caught it was a real blessing. A great parting gift, and I can never thank nature enough for that. With the finish line in sight, my concentration faltered because beyond my cane. I also burned a shoelace of my shoes burned my knife and broke my sandals, it was time for it to end. My initial fears were correct, but above all it is time to bring out what this adventure has brought me. During this adventure, I realized that it had

been four years since I left around the world and that made me realize, in fact, that I had been on a mission for four years. It's because I don't really know what I'm doing. But I am constantly. And today, with this adventure, in fact, I realize that this is it. Finally, I understand what I've been doing for four years. I was just moving step by step toward the adventurer I truly wanted to become. that is to say that the expeditions before them were magnificent, but they were not aligned 100%

with the vision I had of what really inspires me. It was an incredible expedition and it was an incredible four years. But I think back to all those missed Christmases, all those missed family celebrations, birthdays spent alone and I didn't know where my thirst for adventure was going to stop and I don't think it will ever stop. But I realize that it's not at all being the best that interests me. But above all to tell a story to encourage and inspire you to go towards your dreams, to follow wha

t attracts you and to free yourself from your fears to simply live as intensely as possible this chance that we have to be alive . Because what is certain is that when you give it a chance, life is truly beautiful. She's difficult. That is indisputable. But if you experience it to the fullest, it is truly incredible. And as a symbol, the sun coming out of the clouds at that moment. I've never had an emotion like that at the end of a video. It really shows that I'm in the right place. You are rea

dy ? Lets' go ! In the evening, this famous phrase from the film “Into the Wild” resonates in me. Happiness is only real when it is shared. The sharing ? What if this was the key to my happiness? No longer go on an adventure alone, take the time to live with my loved ones and share with you. The lessons that have impacted me over the last four years. This thought generates a flow of energy and new ideas. Accomplishing this adventure gives me access to this new version of myself and a new vision

of the world. But above all, I feel relieved as if I had satisfied the lone wolf, allowing me to take the time to live with my loved ones without feeling like I was missing out on my life. There you go, all that remains is the verdict, the weighing. The adventure ends but it's time to return to the village. I really wanted to thank you personally for watching this film to the end. It’s a year of work and a lot of investment. Between the research, the equipment, the trip itself and even the editi

ng. But it was important to me to offer you all this for free, as I have been doing for four years on my YouTube channel. But if you want to support me, you can already subscribe. It costs you nothing and it helps me enormously because currently I have no sponsor, nor any income from these adventures. And if you liked this story, I'll put the link to my newsletter in the description, in which I'll look back on all my adventures. From my first to this one, with a priority objective which is to pa

ss on to you everything that adventure has taught me, but above all to help you get closer to the life that inspires you. In any case, I hope this film has allowed you to believe in your dreams. I have just arrived and I started looking for a scale and so here I am in the only place where there is one on the island, it's the hospital . Can I have it? to move ? Of course Wow, 68 kilos. So, up to 75/76, that means I lost at least 7 kilos. That was more or less the objective, to arrive at around on

e kilo per week and there almost at six weeks. So it's perfect. Thank you and see you next time maybe... :) In any case, it's quick and no need for an appointment in this kind of place.