Sunday, April 10, 2011

Closing Ranks

When the coyotes arrive for the hunt the cows surrounds their calves, facing down their enemy. The goats and sheep protect their young as well- perhaps assisted by the donkey. They all depend on each other, their own community, to survive. They didn't ask the conservation department to come in and sit guard, or the critter control companies to eridcate the coyotes and even the farmer can't be there all night long. The same is true for you and I.

I hear the coyotes at night. I attached a sample below, not my coyotes, but representative of the frenzied yelps and calls. It's a scary sound that we've become quite used to and tend to ignore. Just like we ignore the signs around us now, the coyote at the door, be it human or nature.

How will you close ranks? Have you spoken to your neighbors and discussed what skills each of you have in the event of an emergency? Who has medical skills, who has carpentry skills to make temporary shelter? I have been told that we can survive a long while without food, but could die of exposure in a matter of hours. First things first. Find shelter.

Who will make the critical decisions? How will you handle law enforcement during a disaster when no one can answer your 911 calls?

If you are separated from your family how will you know where to meet? My husband is going to place a waterproof pack containing a pencil and paper somewhere on the property but not in the house. We can leave word where we intend to go. How will your family find you? Cell towers may not function, phone lines may be down or disabled. CB, Ham Radio?

As evidenced by all the worldly disasters and civil unrest it isn't too hard to imagine it could happen here. Don't be caught off guard.

A person can survive for: Rule of Threes

•Three hours without shelter
•Three days without water
•Three weeks without food

Mother Earth News Bryan Welch

Coyote Sound Link Here
Coyote Sounds Link Here Too

Wildlife Rescue Center photo link


Yahoobuckaroo's Blog said...

I'm a complete dunce when it comes to outdoorsy stuff, living off the land, growing crops, etc. I suspect most people are like me. I remember several years ago when they found what is usually referred to as "Otzi the ice man" frozen in an Italian glazier, that this 5,300 year old mummy had more survival skills than modern man will ever have. Out of all the various tools he had with him--bow and arrows, hatchet, knife etc., everything was made from the absolute best materials he could have used. The different wood types he used (I think there were seven different kinds of wood) for his arrows, the knife handle and so on were the best he could have chosen in his area of the world. He knew exactly what he was doing.

I don't even know an oak from a maple or a cedar, let alone what woods to use for various tools and weapons. I know exactly three kinds of flowers: tulips, roses, and bleeding hearts. I have no idea what herbs and roots look like in the ground or what they're good for, or what could be used for medicines. If I killed a rabbit, I wouldn't know how to check it for rabbit fever. I was a grocery store meat cuter for 15 years, but know nothing about diseases.

I don't know that anything bad will ever happen, but it wouldn't be a bad idea to buy a survival guide I guess.

Kathy Felsted Usher said...

yep, that's what we're doing. I will try to get together some suggestions. Your meat cutting skills will be handier than you might think!

Kathy Felsted Usher said...

Oh, you know what is great about you? You bring musical skills. That may sound trivial but you need diversions, entertainment, regardless of your situation. I can't imagine a time, if everything were to fall apart, that I wouldn't hear a banjo. That really got to me one day when I was in one of those sappy moods. I thought, I'm going to have to learn the banjo! I can't do that! You could.

Yahoobuckaroo's Blog said...

Ha! You just can't play a sad song on the banjo, can you. Of course, if all the banjos are burned or blown-up, I have no clue how to make one. It will mean an end to music unless you fancy whistling.