Woman on an island, day 16:

I look at the oversized steel work boots and I start pulling the laces loose- these will make excellent ties and fishing line when I need them. After some effort and a few cut fingers I manage to cut the front end off the boot, I pull the metal piece loose- I can smelt these and make spear points or fix it to a club. The rest of the remaining leather I cut into strips, I will always have use for rope down the line. I feel quite proud of myself for thinking of all this. I suddenly develop a craving for fish and I head out to an outlying group of rocks, I start searching for some bait...ah that crab over there will do nicely. I break open the shell and I tie the meat to one of the shoelaces. I lay on my stomach and I start waiting for a bite. The last few days catch up to me and I fall asleep on the rock. I wake with a start...A bite and it's a big one! I fight with the fish furiously! Then I decide to dive in after it!