NO MORE GUNS! NO MORE GUNS! Seriously, I think I have enough of them. Well, maybe I could use just one or two more, but after that it is NO MORE GUNS! NO MORE GUNS!
Greetings from Texas,Good post on the other end of that link. It is something I have given a lot of thought to in the past, and in the past it made sense. For more than twenty years I was packed and ready for it.Today I am pushing 60 and don't "run" 100 yard dashes anymore. I can walk them, and much more, but hitting the road with an 80 pack and rifle isn't in the cards these days.As the link said, you have to think this thing out. What are you running from, and where are you going to. Then there is family.Some years ago I was blessed with a wonderful woman to share my life. She is best friend I have ever had, has my back in all things and doesn't complain. Due to arthritis she walks on cruches. So bugging out isn't an option even if she wanted me to, which she would.So, we will make our stand here. I have friends who have come here if things go bad. Our household swells a bit each year durring hurricane season for example.Our answer is to put back the things needed in such situations, and to be ready to defend the stores we have collected. Folks who come calling best stop when challenged and confirm they are welcome.There are situations that we can't defend against. But we will face them here together. If you need a place in Texas, come ahead, and bring chocolate.
"If you need a place in Texas, come ahead, and bring chocolate. "HEH! Thanks for the invite! If we have to make a long-distance bug out, I'll be sure and truck in a van full of chocolate and other goodies with which to pay rent! Yeah, you and I are the same age so I doubt that I will be hiking any distance while muscling 100 lbs on my back. My plans are more along the line of bugging in. If we absolutely have to evacuate, essentials are packed so we can be gone in short order.
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