.... but damn all that end-of-the-world science fiction stuff I'm so fond of reading.
So, I spent 1.5 hours updating my go-to-hell kit, which while it doesn't involve safety from Zombies (no assault rifles, cross bows or shotguns), it should suffice to keep me fed and hydrated in the event of Very Bad Things happening (with the caveat that I'm in an urban population area of 3 mil +, so in a true societal failure, I had better not still be here).
Food (canned, dried, frozen) for:
6 weeks if power / water remain.
4 weeks if water remains.
2 weeks if forced to use stored water.
Diesel for 2,000 km, at optimal mileage, if bug-out needs to occur.
Medical Kit; including anti-diarrhea meds, water purification, anti-bacterial, bleach, etc.
Sleeping Bag, flashlights, axe, knives, flashlights, candles, batteries; general camping gear.
A sub-set of all of the above sans diesel, pre-packed in case on-foot or on-bicycle exodus required.
Cat food, 4 weeks supply. Hey, he's not a bad cat, and deserves a fighting chance at the end-of-the-world.
So, it's not paranoia, it's just common sense.
And it was much fun freaking out the clerk at Canadian Tire and Loblaws, this afternoon. :-D
Given where I live... I wish I had a boat, damnit.
