![Explorer, writer and filmmaker Benedict Allen in Afghanistan. He looks back on a life of adventure, including the time he had to eat a dog, with the Post’s Ed Peters. Photo: Benedict Allen](https://cdn.i-scmp.com/sites/default/files/d8/images/canvas/2023/10/19/1897f75c-a1b2-479b-8830-df1653d6fc4b_4f285a3c.jpg)
- The explorer and writer tells Ed Peters about the time the media had to ‘rescue’ him, having to eat his canine companion and the ritual scars on his torso
Wanderlust is part of my family inheritance – many of my forebears went to India and other foreign parts – but I was born in not terribly exotic Macclesfield, just south of Manchester, in England, in 1960. My father was a test pilot involved in the development of the Royal Air Force’s Vulcan bomber.
I read environmental science at university, and took time off to join expeditions to a volcano in Costa Rica, a forest in Brunei and a glacier in Iceland, all of which whetted my appetite to go somewhere even more remote and – preferably – on my own.
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Mad white giant
Aged 22, I came up with the idea of trekking through the forest between the mouths of the Amazon and the Orinoco rivers, in Brazil. There were no maps, so I was going to have to navigate myself, and there was no sponsor so I worked in a warehouse to get some funds together.
I’ve been (briefly) shipwrecked off Australia, and had to stitch up a chest wound with a bootlace in Sumatra. No anaesthetic, eitherBenedict Allen
I was hopelessly naive, to put it mildly. It went well to start with, and I was heartened when a stray dog tagged along with me, but I ran into trouble and had to flee a couple of rogue gold miners who were intent on doing me mischief; then my canoe capsized, which left me no option but to walk.
The important thing is that this rather madcap adventure led me to the conclusion that in future, wherever I went, rather than viewing the environment as hostile and blundering along willy-nilly, I would immerse myself among people who regarded their immediate surrounds as home.
This has pretty much been my guiding philosophy ever since, and it has stood me in good stead. I also decided I wouldn’t do any corporate sponsorship deals.
![Allen in Papua New Guinea in 2002, undergoing a six-week initiation ceremony. Photo: Benedict Allen](https://cdn.i-scmp.com/sites/default/files/d8/images/canvas/2023/10/19/f2a985e1-9053-4440-b719-3e58115ad15e_8fefc796.jpg)
Immersive experiences
Since then, I have ranged far and wide, but always without impediments such as a satellite phone or GPS. There have been one or two upsets along the way: I’ve been (briefly) shipwrecked off Australia, and had to stitch up a chest wound with a bootlace in Sumatra. No anaesthetic, either.
Most dramatically, I spent six weeks undergoing an initiation ceremony with a tribe in Papua New Guinea – I’ve still got the ritual scars on my torso.
![Allen with Matses, an indigenous person of the Peruvian and Brazilian Amazon. Photo: Benedict Allen](https://cdn.i-scmp.com/sites/default/files/d8/images/canvas/2023/10/19/67a49eb4-0850-4a13-99ba-2256a522ba2b_a37d501a.jpg)
Explorer extraordinaire
Back in South America, I set out to try and solve the mystery of Colonel Percy Fawcett, who disappeared in 1925 while searching for a legendary lost city. A quest to discover the secrets of traditional healers took me to Haiti, Indonesia and Mexico.
At this point, I decided I had “derring-done” enough, and resolved to go into semi-retirement, although I have not stopped travelling, I just don’t go away for quite so long.
I was delayed in the jungle, and the media promptly filled in the blanks, decided I was lost, and set out to ‘rescue’ meBenedict Allen
That said, it is incredibly exhilarating to have pulled off these mega journeys. I’ve written about (and more recently filmed) all my travels, which helps financially now that I have a family to support, and I also edited The Faber Book of Exploration (2002), which almost did me in, it was such an effort to compile.
My latest book is Explorer (2022), which examines what I’ve learned from the isolated communities where I’ve spent a substantial amount of my life.
Greatest joys
I met my future wife, Lenka, when she was an au pair in London in 2000. She later returned to her native Prague and when I went over there to give a lecture I looked her up – possibly the best move I have ever made.
One thing led to another, as the saying goes, and we started romancing. We are based in Prague, but I pop over to London for work from time to time. Lenka’s given me stability, and although I still go away on expeditions, it’s very reassuring to know that I have a loving home to return to.
We have three children – the eldest is 16 and the youngest is eight. It may sound a bit of a cliché, but they are a constant source of joy and my happiest days are spent going off camping with them.
![Allen camping with son, Freddie, and daughter, Beatrice. Photo: Benedict Allen](https://cdn.i-scmp.com/sites/default/files/d8/images/canvas/2023/10/19/7937c028-5813-41b8-b50a-5b36c62ad008_4ddecf7b.jpg)
As far as they are concerned I am “dad”, not an explorer or an author or a television personality.
The fame game
She suggested going to the cinema one evening and it turned out that we were going to the premiere of Master and Commander (2003), starring Russell Crowe. I pelted down the red carpet, dragging her behind me. She said that that was the first time photographers had actually booed her.
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Another time, we’d had supper with the Rolling Stones bassist Bill Wyman and emerged from the restaurant to a blizzard of camera flashes, worse than anything I experienced in the Arctic. It really was not my milieu, and I was very happy to escape.
It was all quite unwarranted, verging on the ridiculous, and for me personally rather a nuisance.
No namby-pamby
I’ve occasionally had a camera crew following me on my expeditions but I prefer to shoot myself – nothing’s staged, and there’s no namby-pamby health and safety regulations, so the filming is utterly authentic.
I’ve also made a straightforward documentary about one of the great railway journeys of the world, travelling between Uganda and Kenya, and another called Travellers’ Century, which focused on three Britons – the poet Laurie Lee, the writer Eric Newby and Patrick “Paddy” Leigh Fermor, who famously walked from London to Constantinople (now Istanbul, in Turkey) when he was not yet 21 and wrote about it in his touchingly romantic memoir A Time of Gifts (1977).
Paddy’s appearance in the documentary was his last recorded interview before he died, in 2011.
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Incidentally, I’m billed to supply “amusing anecdotes” at the Royal Geographical Society’s gala ball in Hong Kong next month.
Eco anguish
The current environmental situation concerns me deeply. The lives of the people who helped me in the Russian Far East are being disrupted by global warming.
It goes without saying that the world needs to act fast.
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