Driven by challenge and necessity, I constructed a floating survival shelter on the river’s edge. Using salvaged wood, plastic barrels, and sheer determination, I assembled a sturdy platform that rose with the water. Reinforced walls and a slanted roof offered protection from wind and rain. A small solar panel powered essentials, while a compact sleeping space provided refuge. Every nail hammered, every plank secured, brought pride and peace. When storms rolled in, I stayed dry—rocked by waves, not ruled by them. This shelter wasn’t just built on water—it was built on will, skill, and self-reliance.
