Did anyone watch The Alaska Experiment on the Discovery Channel? I did. Aside from thinking it was far too short, I highly enjoyed it.
Here is the premise: Four groups of people were sent off to live for three months in little cabins in Alaska, to see if they can make it out there on their own. See the web site for additional details.
I loved this show. The whole time I was watching, I was thinking, “Where was I when they were casting this show?” The Old Man would be great on it – he is strong, he can fix anything; when you give him something which is not working, he will figure out how to make it work – even if he doesn’t have the tools he needs, he will jerry-rig something up. He’s handy to have around, is what I’m saying. He would be ideal in a survival situation.
Me? I would just look good and take lots of pictures. And probably supply the comic-relief by falling down a lot.
Sure, after only a few weeks of being cooped up in a cabin the size of my closet one of us would most likely be killed by the other – but that just makes for good tv, right?
Anyway, I figured this show was a one-time experiment. I was bummed I missed out.
Well…They are now casting for season two of The Alaska Experiment!
So yes, I applied. The Old Man has no idea I did so, but I figure if they actually call us in I’ll tell him then. Sure, if we get cast it will mean we have to take 3 months off of work and we both just started new jobs and are actually in the process of moving in to a new home, complete with a new lease. These are just technicalities, folks. I would find a way to make it work, if it meant 3 months living in Alaska.
All joking and job-related concerns aside, I would seriously LOVE to challenge myself in this way. That’s why I was so excited by the show in the first place. The notion of pushing our bodies and our mental capacity to that extreme is quite attractive to me. Not only do you have the obvious physical challenge of hiking long distances with packs, hunting for your food, chopping wood endlessly for days on end; the isolation and having to live with one other person in a tiny space – even a person you like to have sex with – would push you to the max. And what would it be like to totally disconnect from society - from our cell phones, the constant clamor of the television, from the internet; even from our families?
I like to be pushed.
Well, I like to be pushed when I know there are survival specialists off camera who will try to make sure I don’t die...
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