Their disappearance is one of the greatest mysteries of the twentieth century in the field of exploration. He was one of the models on which Indiana Jones was created and inspired The Lost World of Conan Doyle. Up comes an album of Tintin. Lawrence of Arabia once wanted to accompany him (but two similar egos would not fit on the Amazon and we stayed without taking Aqaba). "The ideal browser, Michel Le Bris calls it in his indispensable Dictionnaire des amoreux explorateurs (Plon, 2010). Well, one could doubt that an ideal browser can be lost but there are Livingstone, Henry Hudson, John Cabot ...
Fawcett was obsessed with finding a mysterious city called in the middle of the forest of Mato Grosso. That great monuments and city walls which he described simply as Z, to mislead the have built, foolishly thought nothing less than the Atlanteans. Born in Torquay, Devon, our man, a kind-looking, tall and brave, he joined the Royal Artillery. He was assigned to Ceylon, where he discovered the love of archeology and extrasensory enjoyed mystical experiences. I had this weakness for the occult and esoteric things: attended spiritualism and theosophy, was a follower of Madame Blavatsky and even used the ouija board to decide where to shoot their shells. After working as a spy in North Africa was signed by the Royal Geographic Society to explore for cartographic blank areas on maps in order to resolve the border dispute between Brazil and Bolivia. He did great and I grew very fond of forest. Between 1906 and 1924 made seven expeditions (see her through the Amazon jungle, Zeta, 2008) and found the headwaters of the Verde. Braved mortal danger and great hardship. It was very hard with his companions, almost ruthless. And could not stand cowards. I can not fail to note here that it was the first white man to see an anaconda.
His colonel type Sting strange theory that if you are sympathetic to indigenous Amazonian they'll be with you, which is quite risky: sometimes you stick a shaft six feet wet with curare before you can express all your gift people. In fact the pilot of the River Chocolate Fawcett left him made a pincushion: 42 arrows. It is true that once the browser saved his game when, before a group of hostile Indians, put one of his companions to play the accordion Onward christian soldiers. Fawcett is also noted as a guy agonizingly dug a candiru the urethra (the lucky fish was not going to be missing from this chronicle), famous for clinging irrevocably, alas, into the penis of any unfortunate swimmer Amazon.
