Water purification is something I’ve thought a lot about, and, not being able to afford, or easily transport, any of the commercially available systems, I’m going with simplicity and improvisation — paper filters (stacked coffee filters - cheap, readily available, easily stored and transported) to filter out turbidity and large contaminants, and boiling to take care of the biotic contaminants... (And, yes, just having to trust to luck that I’ll find something relatively free of industrial/chemical contaminants)<<<
Ahhh, but as soon as I spot the smoke or fire, I will be over to take your food.
So no fires.
A cave maybe. When I have been in the old indian areas for prospecting, we would find caves that showed more than one fire had been in them, or even hollows in the mountain side.
Yes, there was other proof, than the knowledge of the area history, as the indians loved to peck in the rocks to leave their story for those behind him.
I was attempting to learn how to read them, and like so many things, they were all articles/books that had no basis in fact, were that writers opinions.
The day Papago Indian friends came to visit and found my books and notes spread out, and would not stop laughing, cured me.
When Cindy could keep a straight face, she told me that there were, as I recall 10 kids in her family, they lived at Sells, Az on the Papago reservation.
On Sunday’s, the mother insisted that dad babysit the kids and she had a day off.
Most sundays, they went to the hill near the house and the kids spent the day, yes pecking stick figures in the rocks, and called it story telling.......LOL
” Ahhh, but as soon as I spot the smoke or fire, I will be over to take your food.
So no fires. “
I’m enough of a realist to understand that, if things come to the state where any of this becomes necessary, my odds of survival are, at best, poor.
The best I will be able to do is to give myself the best chance to beat the odds, being fully aware that I can’t know and have detailed planning for every eventuality — it’s going to be mostly luck that determines my fate.
It’s better to be a mouse than to be a lion, in this situation — I will try very hard to get away from the crowds, and then to keep an extremely low profile... And to fight only when absolutely necessary....
Having said that, I know that, within limits, there is strength in numbers, and I’m more likely to combine resources and cooperate with those I encounter, rather than fight for dominance.