Sunday, August 12, 2012

Putting the kibosh on someone's plans; or a new style of bugging-out

I read something interesting from another prepper the other day. Growing up in the countryside, he was a big one for exploring the world around him - going out camping, exploring backroads, and generally investigating all around him. He was quick to point out that, if you are bugging-out from the city, wherever you go, your country cousin knows the area where you escape to better than you. You run randomly out into  the countryside, planning to hide away, but you don't take notice that other people are already there.

You might get a bit of land, not too far from amenities, your neighbours have noticed the times you've been and gone. You shifting a lot of equipment into your hideaway, and leave with an empty car.

Or you park your car by the side of the road, and hike into somewhere with only what you can carry. And people will still know you're there.

Humans are relatively easy prey, and if you're always on the defensive it's only a matter of time. You protect yourself by doing a lot of work before time - you might still buy a get-away, but you make friends with your new neighbours. You give them help, you learn to blend into the community - you become part of the community. You learn handicrafts. You don't mark yourself as confrontational or aggressive, you earn allies.

I have been thinking the past few days about different ways to do things. Friends know me as a hobby farmer and a prepper - people who live close to the city. I would not deny them somewhere to escape to if needed, although I'm not sure how easy it would be to provide for them. On the other hand, I have slowly (although not easily for a  non-social person) been making at least nodding acquaintances with my neighbours - people who have sheep and cattle; people who have orchards of limes, bananas, lychees, who knows what else; people who can provide a lot more that I can provide myself - if I make an effort to help them.

If you're looking at bug-out options, perhaps it's worth your time finding a friend (with or without a family) whom you trust, someone who needs work and a place to live, and when you find a bug-out property - have them work it, prepare it, farm, fertilise, make friends in the community, be a presence in the community. Perhaps even a few families chip in to help get the place up to what you need.

I have a lot of trees planted, most of them only three or four years; some of them have started producing, some have a while before they will, one will need another decade before it becomes really prolific. In the mean time, I need to monitor them, ensure they grow. I couldn't do that if I came up from the city only every few weeks. With trial (and much error), I'm learning what vegetables will grow. I'm becoming used to the climate, the limitations of where I'm living... I'm getting invitations to hop over the fence, and help myself to excess fruit.

A friendly wave, a little tech support, some chit-chat is a small price to pay...