Here is a story. Those of you that follow national weather news will know that the Northeast has been slammed with a lot of snow. It’s like the good old days. Sort of.
Play it safe, SHTF homies. All the while you’re stockpiling ammo and c-rations, less obvious threats are near. Take my plow man for example. He got his truck stuck in my yard. Check it:
I’m sure the first thing you’re wondering is, “what is he doing plowing your yard?” Well, I live in Maine, that’s what we do.
Plow dude spent a solid 2-3 hours screwing with his truck, trying to get it out, shoveling, etc. I gave him a hand when I got home, but it was too late. He needed help. Help came (note butt crack).
Plow dude gets his truck out, and goes back to plowing his driveways, very, very late.
Next storm comes and plow dude tells me he ended up heading to the hospital that night. Cold air, out of shape, over-exertion, and heart attack. He was in the hospital for a few days. Shit hit the fan for poor plow dude.
Play it cool in cold weather my out-of-shape SHTF homies. You can go to great lengths building extensive gardens and buying grain mills, but if you’re not smart about your day-to-day actions you’ll never live to see TEOTWAWKI, let alone survive it.
Needless to say plow dude doesn’t plow my yard anymore.
– Ranger Man