I guess "roughing it" and "almost died" have changed a bit since I was a young man.
I don't think I could even begin to add up the time I have spent in wilderness hunting camps from high in the Rocky Mountains to inside the Arctic Circle, and some somewhat "underdeveloped" foreign lands to boot. The kind in which there are only two ways to get there - pack string or bush plane. Living in wall tents heated by the firewood we gathered. Eating largely what we shot, although we did pack in "staples", like flour and coffee.
No electronics. No communication with the outside world. Truly on our own, in the wilderness. Nearest help a week or more journey away. It's a rather disconcerting feeling, watching that bush plane fly away, knowing he won't be back for two, three weeks. Did we forget anything?...
From the description on the video:
Our heater tried to poison us in our sleep, our Kidde Carbon Monoxide detector was ambivalent about our lives, our lithium batteries stopped charging, and our solar system quit working.
Roughing it. Off grid. Gimme a freakin' break. Fking
lithium batteries stopped charging... 