The 30 Minute Countdown....

[muttSRT]

I was sitting here last talking to my wife (who thinks that ALL zombie plans are ......ed- even IF they can be applied to economic collapse, natural disaster or Country invasion) and she asked me a question. "What if you just heard on the TV that in 30 minutes, Zombies will be at your doorstep".

This got me thinking, we all have plans, and wish lists and to-do lists, but what if, 30 minutes from right now, Z-day is gonna start. What would you do? Theres no time for shopping, theres no time for "i wish I would have done that", your only available tools weapons and supplies are what you have access to, right now at this moment.

My wifes plan is short and sweet, she will sit outside, cold long neck bud in one hand, and a bud of a different nature in the other, smoke and drink til they get here and wait to become one of the undead. Not a great plan, but an honest plan. So what would you do? The clock is ticking...

 

[FreakyStylie]

My car is packed with essential first aid supplies/water/MREs/blankets at all times. Not the perfect vehicle for the situation, but it's ready. Extra gas tanks, filled and ready. Weapons are in one location, ready. Ammo - wow, I need to stock up. Walkie-talkies (I really need to just get that stupid CB) ready. Maps with back-roads mostly studied, ready. Duct tape, ready. One full-face, and three mouth only P100 respirators, but we have five people in our family, ready but lacking. Wind-up powered flashlights, lanterns, and radio, ready.

That's about as far as I've gotten with a preparedness plan. I admit that it is not fully organized, inventoried, nor thorough. I'll have to sit down this weekend and make up a good checklist.

 

[Mac]

I am afraid that the information requested is classified for proprietary reasons.

 

[muttSRT]

For me, everything gets loaded into the 4x4 Dodge and I make my way to the top of the mountain. My hunting closet-or weapons closet- is pretty much stocked with all I will need, from winter clothes to summer time t-shirts. It will take me 5 minutes to load the truck- the closet is 10 steps from the garage door where the truck is parked. The gas gauge is my truck is broken, so at all times, I keep the fuel topped off, so there is a full tank of fuel.

The only thing I need from upstairs is my vaping supplies-which are for the most part all in plastic containers so easy to grab and go. One of my stops- by the back door, is my wife's carry bag where I will steal her carton of cigarettes- cigarettes will eventually become currency. By the garage door is also my 3 day bag- unless of course I have already been in the truck, then it will be there. Last item to grab is my 45, which if I am sitting at home is probably on the coffee table in front of me.

The last items to grab would be the leather duster and black cowboy hat.

 

[whynotvap]

Home Depot. They have 3 day bags stacked near the door and I can pick up spare hammers, nails, propane tanks, and undocumenteds all in one spot on my way to the hills. I know some of you might be upset that I'd pick up guest workers but someone has to nail the boards on the outside of the house...

 

[FreakyStylie]

Oh, bring people. Also bring slow people.

Actually, I think that most plans could fail because the group will be comprised of the same type of people. There has to be a specialist for different areas, whether it be planning, cooking, or building. I sure would like to have somebody exceptionally skilled at cooking to give me 12 different types of squirrel, or know how to make roots and pine nuts taste good.

 

[whynotvap]

'Taters, carrots, onions... all roots. Also note that they can be grown in stacks of tires for easier harvesting. Just knock off the first couple tires and there you go, no digging required!

 

[technovapir]

My wifes plan is short and sweet, she will sit outside, cold long neck bud in one hand, and a bud of a different nature in the other, smoke and drink til they get here and wait to become one of the undead. Not a great plan, but an honest plan. So what would you do? The clock is ticking...

I don't have a plan put together yet, so still working on gathering supplies...BUT I Have decided that I want to be friends with your wife. She sounds like an awsome woman. Too good for the Zombies. Send her over to my tent so I have a cool gal pal to enjoy the apocalyse with.

 

[muttSRT]

She will just drag you down during a z-day apocalypse. She's from New York, Italian, has 8 brothers and sisters and has worked in a bar for the last 25 years, so her lowest voice setting is still ear splitting loud. Her idea of camping is staying at a Holiday Inn with trees in the parking lot.

I once came home from work after we had just gotten a new puppy. Now this was a white german shepard and was inbred (found this out later) and was in all honesty a dumb dog, but she was sitting on the couch, one of my handguns in her hand. The living room was a wreck, the dog was outside chained to the side of the porch. When I walked in and saw the mess and saw her with the gun in her hand I asked her what happened and she told me the dog had destroyed the living room and she was sitting there trying to figure out how to turn my gun on. Thats right, "How do I turn this gun on? I am going to shoot that damn dog!"

So see, she probably wouldnt make the ideal person to have in your camp. But I will say, she can cook deer like its no ones business.

 

[Mac]

She will just drag you down during a z-day apocalypse. She's from New York, Italian, has 8 brothers and sisters and has worked in a bar for the last 25 years, so her lowest voice setting is still ear splitting loud. Her idea of camping is staying at a Holiday Inn with trees in the parking lot.

I once came home from work after we had just gotten a new puppy. Now this was a white german shepard and was inbred (found this out later) and was in all honesty a dumb dog, but she was sitting on the couch, one of my handguns in her hand. The living room was a wreck, the dog was outside chained to the side of the porch. When I walked in and saw the mess and saw her with the gun in her hand I asked her what happened and she told me the dog had destroyed the living room and she was sitting there trying to figure out how to turn my gun on. Thats right, "How do I turn this gun on? I am going to shoot that damn dog!"

So see, she probably wouldnt make the ideal person to have in your camp. But I will say, she can cook deer like its no ones business.

The casino will have a variety of firearms training programs too..

 

[technovapir]

She will just drag you down during a z-day apocalypse. She's from New York, Italian, has 8 brothers and sisters and has worked in a bar for the last 25 years, so her lowest voice setting is still ear splitting loud. Her idea of camping is staying at a Holiday Inn with trees in the parking lot.

I once came home from work after we had just gotten a new puppy. Now this was a white german shepard and was inbred (found this out later) and was in all honesty a dumb dog, but she was sitting on the couch, one of my handguns in her hand. The living room was a wreck, the dog was outside chained to the side of the porch. When I walked in and saw the mess and saw her with the gun in her hand I asked her what happened and she told me the dog had destroyed the living room and she was sitting there trying to figure out how to turn my gun on. Thats right, "How do I turn this gun on? I am going to shoot that damn dog!"

So see, she probably wouldnt make the ideal person to have in your camp. But I will say, she can cook deer like its no ones business.

You're just making me like her more!!! I used to have a friend who owned a bar on Staten Island for many years. She was the most kickarse woman I've ever known. I asked her once if I could move to NY and work at her bar & she told me I'd get chewed up and spit out before I served my first beer. I'm just a meek little Seattle girl. Probably why I like wild women as friends!
...I haven't had my gun lessons yet, so I'd probably have the same question. They have an ON button right?? But I could never shoot a dog. Unless it bit ME !