It kind of goes without saying that somebody is always taking the films of the brave and struggling explorer risking his life out in the bush. Obviously, he isn't that lonely.

There have been exceptions, like solo sailors taking movies of themselves, but usually that guy on the isolated snow-covered crag at midnight is accompanied by a camera crew that somehow also made it to that isolated snow-covered crag at midnight.

The production skill in this kind of show lies in making you forget that simple fact.

On one of the few "secret-vice" shows I watch, "Deadliest Catch," they had one show that was just about the TV people who did the filming on the crab fishing boats in the stormy Bering Sea. These cameramen have solid brass balls the size of grapefruits.