The Savage Gentleman

Ask The Savage: Water Purification

Lacking a relevant photo, I present you with this Scottish Spring.

Lacking a relevant photo, I present you with this Scottish Spring.


Hey Savages, I interrupt your normal programming to present you with this question from Jeremy from California, USA.

My friend Dominic, told me that you are the people to ask about water purification systems. I am going to be traveling Asia so I am looking at a few bottle based systems and need some advice. I was looking at the Camelbak All Clear, life straw go water bottle, or GRAYL quest travel”

Oh, the murky murky world of water filtration and purification… Glad you ask Jeremy, choosing a filter and such can be a real task. Particularly since all the information you’ll get in a store is a sales pitch. In the United States, I’m pretty relaxed on water treatment, as we’re pretty lucky to have abundant clean water (when it’s not frakked to poison), even in the backcountry. A recent studies showed that most instances of illness in the backcountry is not due to contaminated water, but hikers and backpackers not properly washing their hands after number 2.

However, abroad is another story and Asia is certainly abroad. Let’s take a look at the types of purification out there.

*Full disclosure, I am NOT sponsored or paid by any of the brands mentioned.*There’s UV, like Camelbak All Clear:

Pros: Very Convenient, Compact, Ease of use

Cons: Batteries can run out, Susceptible to Mechanical failure, Effectiveness reliant on the clarity of water. Does nothing for particulates, metals, chemicals, turbidity.

Overview: I like the concept of the UV products, I just feel like there are too many points of failure for my liking to rely soley on it. I however know a few folks who use and like the product.

We then have bottle/filter combo, such as the Life Straw and GRAYL.

Pros: Also, very compact. ease of use. Convenient. Can be effective against some chemicals, particulates, metals.

Cons: Straw style/inline filters can be harder to draw water, filters can clog, if there is a structural compromise (repeated dropping etc) unfiltered water can leak into straw/fresh reservoir.

Overview: I like filters. I feel there are less moving parts, so they’re less likely to fail. Simplicity in the field is a wondrous thing sometimes. Cleaning a filter is easier than fixing dead batteries or fixing electronics sometimes. If I had to pick out of those choices I’d probably go with the GRAYL. I personally hate hydrating through straw filters, and all I’ve tried are in a forgotten pile.

Ideally, though I would rather have a two stage system. Especially if you’re dealing with particularly dodgy water. If I could, I’d like to get you rethink the bottle combo. I think it’s worth thinking about, particularly since I’m sure you’d rather be enjoying your trip rather than shitting out your guts in a jungle in Vietnam. Here’s what I would take if I were you.

Firstly for a container, I would take a stainless container like a Klean Kanteen. Reason being, all else fails, I can take the cap off and boil water in it. Boiling is extremely effective. I would then take a compact filter like the Sawyer Squeeze or Mini, or the First Need Trav-L-Pure. While not quite as convenient, it does separate your filter from your bottle which eliminates a point of failure. I would then couple this with some Chlorine Dioxide Tablets or Drops. Not Iodine which not only has a bad taste (Chlorine Dioxide is pretty tasteless), but also doesn’t cover cryptosporidium. You don’t always have to use the tablets on your trip, but if the water is particularly dodgy, or if your filter breaks you’ve got plan B. They don’t take up much space and they’re light.

There you have it man. Those are my humble thoughts and insight, I hope it helps. To quote the Hodge Twins, “All of this is just advice. Do whatever the FUCK YOU WANNA DO”

Safe Travels, and Let us know what you choose and how it works out!

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A Piccadilly Line

I indeed found the dwelling of the Legendary Danger Mouse.

I indeed found the dwelling of the Legendary Danger Mouse.


  Hello again Savages, I must apologize in the delay of articles here. I have a lot of exciting things in the works and I also had a bout of technical issues. Last I left you I had just landed in Heathrow Airport. Having been crammed into an international sardine can and deprived of sleep I was expecting to hit the ground in a haze doomed to shuffle about London in a zombie-like state. Thankfully, I was energized by the prospect of travel and found myself with the strength of ten lions. Well…at least eight, yeah at least eight lions. I changed into my boots, strapped my pack to my back and set off to find my home for the night. I knew I had to take ‘the underground’, England’s subway system but I had no idea how to get to the train station. If London had anything in common with Los Angeles I was in for a hefty taxi bill to get from the airport to the train station.

I saw a couple signs that said ‘underground’ and followed accordingly, soon I managed to find a kiosk which seemed like the likely place to purchase tickets. I popped in the queue, and awaited my turn. Now, there were open machines where one could buy tickets or an ‘oyster’ card, but American Credit/debit cards don’t have the EMV chip and are too stupid to communicate with the British machines so, i waited for a real person. When it was my turn I purchased an oyster card, which is basically a prepaid train fare in an RFID gift card form. For those curious, I thought ‘Oyster’ might be some kind of smart acronym; turns out it was just chosen by some Don Draper ad-man type because it sounds cool, there are oysters found around London and phrase ‘the world is your oyster.’

Oyster loaded with the necessary British Pound Sterling, I began to wonder how much the taxi would cost me to get to said train station. In Los Angeles, you probably have to pay something like 30-60 bucks to get to the train station from LAX, or have to take the Bus. Mind you that’s a big guess, I’ve never not had someone pick me up from LAX because taxi’s will bleed you dry and public transit in L.A. sucks harder than the vacuum of space. To my complete and utter surprise and delight, there was a stop for the tube right in the airport! All I had to do was walk over swipe my card and board the next train car. Unfortunately, it was rush hour and train cars were all pretty packed and there I was like a complete bell end with a gigantic backpack. If at all possible, avoid rush hour with the big backpack. You’ll inevitably bang into people, take up a lot of room and draw the ire of all local Londoners. Such was my lot.

Luckily, the tube is pretty fast, much faster than the light rail back home. There is a polite British voice over the speakers telling you the stops and the line you’re on. In my case I was on the ‘Picadilly’ line going toward ‘Cockfosters.’ (Yes, I’m a juvenile, no it doesn’t get old). Before I knew it, I had transferred lines and reached my stop and found myself in the streets of London. Upon exiting the tube station, I found myself in what I might consider a small suburb of London. Some small shops on the street, surrounded by what appeared to be what Americans might refer to as ‘row houses.’ Following my directions that i scrawled down in my little notebook, I made my way to my friend’s flat.

Immediately, I was confronted with the weight on my back. I had more weight in my Baltoro than I have ever had before. I had to pack for regular around town traveling as well as trekking through the Glens of Scotland. Luckily, I wouldn’t have to carry the pack that far. Before I knew it I was at my friend’s flat; I dropped the cumbersome pack and took off to wander the streets of London.
I made my way to the local High Street, which happened to be littered with corner shops and cafés. First bit of culture shock was ordering a coffee and being asked ‘white or black?’ I assured the barista that I am neither white or black, turns out she was asking if I would like milk in my coffee. Back home, I like a bit of half&half so I said white. I watched the girl pour milk in my coffee until it turned the beautiful caramel color I like then proceed to pour what appeared to be half the milk supply of the EU into my cup. Turns out they mean it when they say ‘white.’


Warm vaguely coffee flavored milk in hand, I set out to answer all my questions and curiosities of the British Empire. I had a few hours to kill before my friends were off work, and I was completely aimless so I just picked a direction and began walking. I ended up in a part of London called ‘Camden Town.’ I would best describe this part of London as ‘Venice Beach, CA on Steroids’ not just any steroids, multiple high dose anabolic steroids. This is where all the bohemians, punk rockers, goths, freaks, hippies, artist and such hang out; in other words, it’s the Austin, TX/Portland, OR/Highlands, KY of England. There’s all manner of small shops shucking everything from Doc Martin and Fred Perry to homespun extravagant goth kit. Not to mention there is a huge selection of food booths offering everything from Indian, Chinese to Vegan this or that.

Around every corner there are buildings that likely predate the Colonies.

Around every corner there are buildings that likely predate the Colonies.

The one huge difference between my Colonial homeland and the Empire is the wondrous architecture. At nearly every turn there is a church, building, etc jammed in somewhere that is old. By old, I mean predates the United States…by centuries. I kept feeling like I was either in a museum or on a Hollywood backlot. England is old, I know that, but there’s a difference between knowing something and walking through it. It’s like someone telling you ‘the grand canyon is big’, you know it’s big, but it’s not the same as experiencing it.

Another thing Americans might notice is England is kinda dirty. When I say that, I mean the outside of buildings have a bit of grime to them, the streets are a little sooty, walls might have some green shit growing on them. That might put off some of my fellow Colonials, who have grown used to the power washed, superficially clean, Disney-esque homogenized destinations that have come to dominate the States. To me though, it was a well earned patina, beautiful brushstrokes adding to a masterpiece. It’s character, it’s real, it’s England and it’s lovely.


The sun began to dwindle, so I wandered back and met up with my friends. We wandered to a pub, a proper pub, not a sports bar called a pub, but a proper real deal pub and got a proper real deal pint. I was informed that we could even stand outside and drink this pint glass and all in the street. Because we’re responsible adults and England recognizes this. After our pint, we met up with a few others for just about the Best fucking Indian food I’ve had, to which I was informed was ‘middle of the road’ as far as quality thanks to 16th century Imperialism. It was a pretty great cap to a very whimsical day.

Next up, London Proper and the Bushcraft Store

Part 2 of the Britain Diaries   Part 1

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London Calling

Why Hello There Heathrow!

Why Hello There Heathrow!


I’m flyin’ high over Tupelo, Mississippi with America’s hottest band… and we’re all about to die…wait, that was from a movie. I actually rode alone in relative safety along with 525 strangers. Safely, not necessarily comfortably; I stand at 6’2″ and airplanes aren’t necessarily known for excessive leg room. Ahhh Air-travel, showing us that ‘class society’ is alive and well. Standard boarding practice walks you through the premium social classes on your way down to the dungeon. With British Airways there are three classes, First class, ‘Club World’ and Economy. First class has ample room to lay flat (yep you read that correctly), privacy screens, nice headphones, a quilt, an actual pillow complete with embroidery and an air of superiority that can only be achieved by paying 23,000 plus dollars for a ticket. That’s right, those smug travelers paid Twenty-Three thousand and change just to be more comfortable than you, that’s the equivalent of a year’s salary for a minimum wage worker in the US. If that’s too steep for you, perhaps you’d like to try Club World where a ticket is yours for the bargain price of 7,000 bucks. It’s slightly less cramped than economy and everything including the food is of a higher quality right down to the basket of artisanal bread that comes out with your meal.

If you’re like me though, you’re walking right past those seats to economy or as I like to call it “Irish” (think RMS Titanic). Truth be told though, I don’t know that I’d pay the extra scratch for any of that even if I just won the powerball. It just seems like such a waste to me. In fact, if you are a first class or club world traveler; I have a challenge for you. Purchase the cheapshit ticket instead next time. That’s right, sit next to me and the rest of the Irish in relative discomfort for a little while. We’re not bad, you can make eye contact with us, hell you could even *gasp* make conversation. Who know’s maybe we will commiserate and become brothers in adversity. Why though? why would you do that when you could fly upfront like a shiny golden god? Do the math and give your savings to charity. The sort of paper it takes to sit at the front of the (air)bus could do a lot of good for people who need it. You’ll survive (probably), build character and you might even make a friend.

Once packed into my seat like a good little sardine I began to settle in. British Airways provides you with some amenities. This includes a small blanket, a toothbrush and a tiny tube of toothpaste, headphones, and a “pillow.” Just so happened I brought along my own air-survial kit which contained the following; a Therm-a-rest compressible pillow (which is far superior than the flat paper thing they call a pillow), Headphones (BA apparently purchases theirs from 1989), a journal (to remember the highlights for you savages), a comfortable hoodie (even in summer it can get cold inflight and the blanket they give you will not cover an adult), flashlight, snacks, a kindle, earplugs, and a Curad antiviral face mask (insurance against the chance of being seated next to a sick person). Incase you haven’t noticed, I nearly made the provided amenities obsolete as nearly everything they provide is garbage…with one exception…the toothbrush. It’s not technically advanced, it doesn’t vibrate or have gum massagers. I like what it doesn’t have, and that’s grams. It’s the lightest weight toothbrush I’ve been able to find, it’s basic but it’s not shit, it’s compact and great for backpacking. The toothpaste sadly is only enough for one use. My advice: Bring your own air-survival kit, throw their toothbrush in your carry-on, keep the blanket for your legs and kick the rest back to the flight attendant.

When the plane began to fill, as Murphy commands, I was seated next to an infant. Not near or next to, right friggin’ next to a screamy baby not yet old enough to comprehend reason or complex ideas such as not inducing insanity by wailing like an angry Banshee. To combat the sounds of infant sorrow I decided to see what the inflight entertainment was like. I fully expected all the choices of films to be shallow and filled with razzy contenders like Mickey Blue Eyes, Norbit or Battlefield Earth. To my sweet surprise the selection was plentiful and mostly filled with decent films. I popped on ‘Wolf of Wall St” and let the sounds of Leo snorting blow drown out the progeny of my co-travelers. At some point the stewardess brought the inflight meal, I had a choice of two mains and coffee or tea. I chose chicken tikka masala and rice for the main instead some kind of fish mistake they were offering and coffee, this came nestled next to a roll, butter and yellow cake. It wasn’t too shabby, kind of like a premium microwave dinner (which I’m guessing is exactly what it is). The yellow cake was actually pretty good and not at all radioactive. The coffee wasn’t all that great, it was reminiscent of American diner coffee pre-1990s. In other words, it was rather weak. Fellow Yanks might have also been puzzled by the lack of creamer, instead you get a small packet of UHT milk which stands for Ultra High Temperature processing; this is really cool because it can be left at room temperature in packets or tetra paks; the trade off is the process changes the flavor to something…else… I suppose like most things you can get accustomed to it.

After my film had finished I decided it was time to try and get some sleep in hopes this would prevent or at least lessen the oppressive jet lag that I had been warned. This is where the earplugs and therm-a-rest pillow from my air-survival kit come in. Sleeping on an airplane is all about selecting the least uncomfortable position you can and finding out how long your body can tolerate said position. What that means is, you’re never 100% in comfort. The seat reclines to a point just before comfortable happens and you might be able to get most of your body content, but this is always because you’re sacrificing another. For me, I feel blessed by the gods if I can get an hour and change of shut-eye before a body part beings screaming at me by throbbing, aching or going numb or all three. This could just be the case because I’m over six foot tall and planes are designed for those of shorter stature. It could be the one place where the napoleon complex relaxes in righteous superiority able to stretch out, relax and actually obtain REM; my ability to easily see and stow luggage in the overhead bins swiftly neutralized by the way they hamper me from standing upright like a properly evolved human. Let’s not even mention maneuvering in the restroom.

Aforementioned earplugs firmly wedged into my sound ports, pillow fluffed, I kicked off my shoes and began to navigate into the uneasy world of air-slumber. I tossed, turned, ached, individual body parts fell asleep only to wake up angry, and somewhere in that mess I got a little sleep here and there.

I woke up (or rather gave up on trying to sleep) when the flight attendants began wheeling by carts holding what appeared to be actual sandwiches. You know, the palatable kind that you get from your kitchen or favorite sandwich spot. After wiping the sleep from my eyes and dialing in new entertainment the attendant dropped a box on my tray and gave me again the choice of coffee or tea. I again, selected coffee and again it was no better than the first time around; but at least it was reminiscent of coffee. I opened the box and instead of finding that beautiful sandwich, I found one of those gas station jobs that’s in the little plastic container with the cellophane lid. Those fancy sandwiches went to the fancy people up front. The sandwich wasn’t bad, it was perfectly serviceable so I’m not complaining really it just wasn’t what was walked right past me moments ago.

After eating my goodies, I was about halfway through the latest Captain America when the Captain (the one flying, not the one on the screen fighting Hydra) announced that we needed to prepare to land. Within minutes, I could feel my excitement building as the plane lowered to the runway.

Without much fuss, we all shuffled off the plane and found our respective immigration lines based upon the origin of ones passport. The wait wasn’t too bad, but as I got closer to the front where all the Immigration and Security officers were bustling about something seemed off…it was the first sign of cultural difference. Not a one person as far as the eye could see had a firearm. It was an interesting subtlety. The immigration officer at the counter asked for my passport and asked what I was doing, how long I was staying and the like; before I knew it I was on my way.

I followed the signage to the luggage collection area, grabbed my bag and found the nearest place where I could re-configure my gear. I pulled my Baltoro out of the Airporter which also contained a box of US goodies for friends. I changed from shoes to boots, stuffed everything not the box into the Baltoro, strapped it to my back and I was ready for action. I walked toward the exit and laid eyes on a sign that forever would change my view of public transportation.

Forget everything you know about public transit.

Forget everything you know about public transit.

Alright Savages, I’m outta here!

Join me next time, when I’ll be navigating the Underground, the National and visiting the Bushcraft Store!

(part 1 of the Britain Diaries)

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Nevermind the Bollocks…Here’s the Savage Gentleman


Flyin' High Over the British Empire

Flyin’ High Over the British Empire

What’s crackin’ Savages? Here I am back again to impart you with tale of my exploits. This is going to be a bit of a series, as I’ve just been on quite a journey and I’d like to share my high points (of which there are many). I’d like everything to have context so at times I might veer off the what has become the ‘bread and butter’ of this site. Never the less, you should still learn something, have a few laughs and be entertained. If not you can have your money back.

Obviously, the first thing you need to do in order to embark upon an international adventure is a passport. Get your passport early as it can take a while to arrive and you’ll want to avoid paying the fees to expedite the process. Turn around times I’m told are at an all time high because passports are necessary for travel to Canada and Mexico now. You’ll also need a ticket for a steam ship to get across the ocean. By steam ship I mean airplane, and by ticket I mean a pound of flesh. When you notice the shrinkage happening in your bank account, be sure to direct your rage at Uncle Sam and the TSA to whom half the price of said ticket will go in the form of taxes and fees. To be fair, I believe you get hit with a UK tax called ‘Air Passenger Duty’ as well that inflates the end price of your fare.

Fees paid, I was ready to embark on my international adventure. Well, maybe not…I had to pack first. Normally, I’d like to travel as light as possible and avoid the den of thievery, incompetence and disappearance that is the realm of ‘Checked Baggage.’ Unfortunately this time it was unavoidable. I tried to pare down my gear as much as possible, but the extent of my trip coupled with the type of gear I required forced me to check a bag.

On my agenda were camping and backpacking in Scotland as well as visiting friends and traipsing around London. Rather than overpack by taking two completely separate gear lists I attempted to choose items that could provide use both in the city and in the bush. Items like merino wool base-layers, merino wool socks, and patagonia capaliene underwear proved not only versatile, they also keep down pack size with quick dry time, ability to fight odor and kill bacteria. That means you can wash your base-layers in a sink, hang dry them in your room or off your pack, and most likely get more than one wearing per wash. With such items you don’t need a pair of underwear and socks per day. If you did take a pair a day, not only is it voluminous, but it pushes your bag further into the area of hefty monetary penalty when flying. For nights I might have wanted to clean up a little more I brought along my trusty adventure shirt that dries quick and looks sharp enough for a casual night out to the pub.

Of course, not everything lends itself to double or triple duties. Like the dark pair of jeans I brought that have no place on the trail or my fly fishing rod that is useless in the city. Such things I suppose are unavoidable. However, if you’re undertaking such a journey I suggest that you take a long hard look at everything you’re bringing and try to cut down on the amount of shit you bring. If anything, you’ll be doing your fellow tube riders a courtesy and saving yourself an achey back.

According to the TSA website, you should if at all possible carry-on delicate items such as fishing rod. However, British Airways insists that fishing rods are a security risk and must be checked in. I called British Airways and gave up on trying to talk and understand the guy whom I’m sure was sitting in Bombay somewhere giving no shits about my wants or needs. Aside from my rod, I had to check my trekking poles, swiss army knife, and stove anyway. The only thing I had to leave out completely were my fuel canisters, something easy enough to find in jolly old. Since I was going to be taking my Gregory Baltoro 75 instead of a suitcase, I picked up an Osprey Airporter LZ (a bag designed for backpacks) that I found on clearance somewhere. Why put a bag in a bag you ask? Because all those straps and buckles dangling about your favorite pack can get caught in conveyor belts and things. When those get stuck, they get ripped or cut. If you want your prize pack you spent hundreds of dollars on making it out the other side in usable conditions then you need to get a bag to put your bag in, redundant feelings or no. The Airporter set me back something like 10 bucks (non-clearance price is something like 25-30 bones), worked like a charm and provided me with some extra space for gifts/souvenirs. If that’s too rich for your blood, you can always tuck all your straps, make it as tight as possible and put it in a sturdy plastic bag like a contractor bag and tape it up. Though, you’re right to think that something like the Airporter or a duffle bag are far less hassle; plus you have an extra bag for shenanigans.

Speaking of an extra bag, I also packed a packable daypack like the ‘EMS packable pack’. Well under a pound in weight, folds into it’s own pocket and it’s super useful when you’re walking around a city without a car that you can visit to put away or get things from.

Finally, While you might be tempted to just leave something at home and buy it in “Englandia” (what the locals call Britain) think twice or pay twice. If it can be purchased stateside, buy it stateside if all possible. After import taxes, transport, and the exchange rate you’ll be paying far more for that piece of kit in the UK than you would if you brought it with you. Save all your money for things you can’t find in the U.S., like Scotchy Scotch, Haggis and Fancy Tweed.

Once I was all packed, I hopped on the Flying Machine of Destiny and embarked on a magically cramped journey at 36,000 feet. Next time, I’ll let you know what that was like and what it’s like to reverse-colonize the redcoats.

P.S.  the locals don’t really call it ‘Englandia’


Alright Savages, Til Next Time! 

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Happy Feet: Thoughts on Socks

  What’s crack-a-lackin’ Savages? I was packing and getting ready for an upcoming adventure (don’t worry, you’ll hear all about it) and I decided I needed new socks. Socks and underwear are often an overlooked bit of kit, so I thought I’d share mine on the most maligned of Christmas gifts.

Remember Lieutenant Dan’s two standing orders; One, take good care of your feet. Two, try not to do anything stupid.

Alright Savages, I’m out! 

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Trail Energy and How to make Pemmican!


Portable, Shelf stable, Compact and Energizing. Modern convenience has given us the protein bar, gels, and chews in a variety of colors shapes and sizes. Most of us have tucked away one of these next to a sack of trail mix or jerky. Today, I’ve got not one but two videos for you! The first I’ll go over some of the Modern options, in the second I’ll show you how to make some Pemmican!

Here’s a text breakdown of making Pemmican:

You will need beef/bison/venison/elk/etc, cut into thin strips. Stick this in the dehydrator until it’s completely hard and dry. You can also do this in the oven at a low temp like 150-175F (don’t quote me on that, all ovens are different so you’re the best judge of that). If you want to get real traditional you can dry it with the power of the sun, or over low coals (I applaud you if you go that route). Once dry, grind your meat in a food processor, blender or pound that shit with a rock until it resembles shredded fluff.

You will also need some fat. If you’re using game you probably have this in your freezer. If you’re using store bought, then you’ll need to find a good butcher. My butcher will save me some fat trimmings and give it to me for free, though I’ve heard of some butchers charging a dollar or so a pound. Once you have it, you’ll need to render this into tallow. The most painless way I’ve found is to cut it into small cubes or grind it, then place it in the crock pot with a little water for a few hours. I used a 1/4 cup of water for about 4-5 pounds of fat. After a about four hours ladle as much of the liquid gold (tallow) out as you can (this speeds things up). You can also render this on the stove top on low heat or in the oven on low heat.

Lastly you’ll need some berries. Dry these in the same fashion as you did your meat. Until they’re crispy and very light. Then grind them into a powder the same way your ground your dried meat.

You can also experiment with flavorings like lavender and vanilla or use honey in place of some or all of the fat. I use a 1:1 honey to fat ratio because I like the taste. Honey is also a great preservative. I don’t do a full swap though because the fat is a fantastic energy source that stays with you. One reason beef jerky doesn’t sustain on the trail is because it’s lacking all the fat that was lost in drying it.

Once all the ingredients have been procured, simply mix them up slowly adding your fat/honey until the mix is evenly moistened by it and will roll up into a ball or press into a bar shape. How much meat to berries or honey etc is up to you; make it your own blend according to your tastes. I’m not giving measurements, because this is how the recipe is passed around the Rez and if you’re going through all the trouble it should have your personal flavor.

After that, it’s done and it’ll keep for a long long time, I know people who have eaten seven year old pemmican! When it comes time to gnosh eat it straight up, or fry it in a pan for a warm treat.

Alright Savages, I’m out! 

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Trail HEats: Spicing up the Great Outdoors


Thousands of styles and flavors, with a squeeze and a tap hot sauce is a sure fire way to spice things up on the trail.


Old Faithful:


The Louisiana hot sauce has been a staple in the states for turning bland eggs into fiery excitement. So prolific it’s included in the MRE’s issued to our troops. It’s flavor is generally a tangy sort of neutral heat, due to it’s high vinegar content it can clash with some foods.

Best for: Eggs, Stews, Chili, Nearly everything.

Trail worthiness: Most of these types of sauces can be stored at room temp for up to five years making it a perfect companion on nearly any adventure.

Top picks: Original Tabasco (12oz/$9.16 they’ve been doing it since 1868 nuff said. Tapatio (20oz/$7.28 a Mexican variant close to the Louisiana style with less of a vinegar punch which makes it slightly more versatile.




Named after the city Si Racha in Thailand, this South East Asian condiment has been putting down roots all throughout the United States. This import packs a punch with both heat and flavor. It has a unique delicious aroma, and a complex flavor laced liberally with garlic.

Best for: Sardines, seafood, stews, chili, sandwiches.

Trail worthiness: Keeps for up to a year at room temp, longer in the fridge.

Top pick: Huy Fong Foods Sriracha Sauce (17oz/$2.99 or Try Sky Valley’s Sriracha if you’re not down with Sulfites (18.5 oz/$6.99




Crank the Reggae it’s exactly what you’d expect out of a sauce from Jamaica, sweet, spicy and mellow. It’s such a staple on the island they call it ‘Jamaican ketchup’.

Best for: It’s very versatile for anything you want to spice up with this sauce made from exotic spices and tropical fruits. Exceptional on meats, it’s also a great marinade right out of the bottle.

Trail worthiness: Most keep for 3-5 years.

Top pick: Pickapeppa co. Pickapeppa sauce (10oz/$7.58


Make your own Red Hot Sauce:


20 serrano chilies or 12 ripe Jalapenos roughly chopped (If you’re a real hot head, add a few habaneros or scotch bonnets)

5-8 cloves of garlic minced

½ one large onion

¾ teaspoon salt

1 teaspoon pepper

1 teaspoon vegetable oil

2 cups of water

1 cup distilled white vinegar


Combine peppers, garlic, onions, and pop it in a food processor and pulse a few times to rough chop them. Throw the mix into a saucepan and mix with the salt, pepper, and olive oil. Sauté for 3-5 minutes. Add the water and simmer gently for around 20 minutes until it’s ‘au sec’ or mostly dry. Pour mix into a bowl and let the flavors steep until it’s cooled to room temperature. Once cooled put the mix back into the food processor and puree until smooth and begin adding the vinegar slowly while the processor is still running.

Give it a taste and add more salt and pepper if necessary. If you desire more heat you’ll have to repeat the above steps with your chosen chilies then add them. Strain your mixture through a chinois or fine mesh. Transfer to a sterilized jar or bottle (glass is best) with an airtight lid, mason jars are a great choice. Pop it in the refrigerator and age it for 2 weeks, this is when the magic happens. This will keep for a few weeks or months in the fridge.

Without modern added preservatives it doesn’t last as long, but the good news is its preservative free. Once you are proficient with the above recipe let the freak off the leash and start experimenting by adding new ingredients. You just might find the next household condiment.

Pro Tip: Repackage any hot sauce into a small plastic container like the ones you put lotion into so you can take it on a plane.

Bonus Uses: Put 10-20 drops of Tabasco into a glass of water and gargle to help cure a sore throat. Mix your favorite hot sauce with some simple syrup for a sweet and sour salad dressing.

I’m out! Pasta Winnebago… Live Wild, Eat Well.

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Battle Horse Knives: Nomad

Hello there Savages! Today is a pretty special for several reasons. We have a review of the Nomad bush knife made by Battle Horse Knives AND we have our first ever video contribution! That’s correct, the first ever motion picture entry. Let’s get on with it!

 Battle Horse Knives: Nomad Review

Click the link above already!

Click the link above already!


Alright Folks, Be sure to head over to Battle Horse Knives check out the Nomad and the other goodies they have over there. Support your domestic family owned knife makers! I forgot to mention, you can buy with confidence because they back-up their knives with a lifetime repair, replace or refund policy! It doesn’t get much better than that.

I’m out! Til next time…

Live Wild, Eat Well.

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The Six-Five on BUGGIN’ OUT! (pt. 3)

The Savage with his Fallout Shelf.

The Savage with his Fallout Shelf.


Welly, Welly, Well then my little Savages…Here we are together again. Thus far we’ve gone over what bugging out is and how to get home from where ever you may be; today we’ll be talking about what we should have at our home base. After all what’s the point in going through all the trouble of getting ‘there’ if there’s nothing there to get to.

Here’s the rub with home base, it’s super easy to go way overboard when creating a preparedness list. Why? Most of the time there’s nothing limiting you other than finances and space. You don’t have to fit everything into a pack, you don’t have to carry it, etc so you’re free to fill up your garage or shed or guest room. Couple that with clever marketing, and you end up being little more than a hoarder in a tin hat. In other words it’s really, really easy to go nuts on this one and end up with a ton of shit you don’t need. So, I want to focus on the things that you do need, what can make a big difference and things I see that get overlooked. After that, you can decide what extras you might want to add.

First, I want to cover the variables, like your geographic location, and personal situation. For example, if you live in an area that has the possibility of a flood or major hurricane you might want a raft, john boat, or at least a life vest. Spend a little time and think about what nature can do to you when she’s pissed where you currently reside. 

Another variable is your personal situation. Do you take any medication that you cannot do without? High blood pressure meds? Insulin? Viagra? An emergency supply is a good idea as is a back-up way to store it (and keep it cool in the case of heat sensitive meds). In a disaster similar to Hurricane Katrina it might be a while before electricity comes back on or you can march your happy ass down to a functioning drug store. 

After you’ve brainstormed your variables, think about water. A gallon a day per person, for couple weeks. Plus extra for cooking and some cleaning/washing, you’ll want to factor in water consumption for any pets you have too. People tend to under-do this one all the time, then something like the water gets poisoned in West Virginia by the coal mining industry leaving thousands of people scrambling to empty shelves of all the bottled water within miles. Now, before you go buying all the water at your local grocery store there’s an easier way. If you have a multi-person family you might want to invest in an IBC tote to store your water if you have a place to put it. Just make sure it’s food grade. If you store these on top of each other (they’re stackable) you get something like over 500 gallons of water storage for just a 4×4′ foot print. You can even be a super hippy and hook that up to a rain collection system. If it’s just you, or two of you that might be a bit over the top. In that case you can go with a 55 gallon drum instead. They’re cheap and they don’t take up as much space. For the apartment dweller you might want to go with a slimmer 5 gallon water storage device like rhino reliance makes that you can slide under your bed and just get a few of them. Just remember to sanitize the containers first, and if you’re using tap water you might want to pre-boil, filter or treat your water so you don’t end up with gallons of green science experiment rather than drinking water. For detailed instructions on how to store and sanitize water and containers visit the CDC website. If you really want to think long term you can put together a still; with which you get double usage out of because in addition to being able to make homemade hooch that can be fuel, antiseptic, and mood improver, you can also use your still to purify just about anything nasty out of water including salt from the ocean (then you have sea salt and clean drinking water). Man, I love things that can multi-function.

Now, you’ve tackled thirst how about hunger? I suggest a two week supply of food at least. This is pretty easy because weight is not an issue. Canned foods are pretty cheap, easy and readily available option. I like making my own Jerky, so having a batch on rotation serves a double purpose. Dry goods like rice, beans and lentils are a no brainer; just factor them into your water usage. This might sound silly, but be sure to pick things that you actually enjoy eating. This serves two purposes, one you don’t waste food because you’ll likely eat it when rotating out before the expiration dates approach; and two it will boost morale in the event you have to use them under duress. It can be hard to eat sometimes when you’re stress or depressed, and comfort foods might make the difference. Speaking of comforts, I always make sure I have plenty of coffee, because I don’t want to be around me without it and neither do you. You might want to make sure you have an off grid heating source for your foods like a camp stove, bbq, or fire pit that you can use; which also can boil water for drinking and heating your still. Here’s a quick word on fire, unless you’ve got a fireplace do it outside. Not a year goes by that I don’t read about someone who killed themselves and their family by trying to grill inside or heat their home with flames sans chimney. Also, beware of cannibalizing furniture and the like for fire it might contain poison or chemicals designed to fight rot or termites, you don’t want to breath those fumes or cook with that stuff. Don’t leave your pets out of equation when you’re prepping either, keep extra food on hand that you rotate out.

Water, Food, Medications what else could you want? Your home is your shelter, you’ll want to make sure that you can maintain that shelter in the event of disaster. Imagine the cold wind blowing through your house through broken windows or a gas leak that drives you out. Know how to shut off your gas and water, and have some tools and supplies on hand to deal with some minor repairs. Having some spare boards, nails, screws, plastic sheeting and tarps can help you if you have to board up windows of fix a hole in your roof. In extreme weather trees might fall down, in which case an axe or good saw could be invaluable. When you think of tools for emergencies, think hand tools or gas (and have backup gas). Think about what can go wrong with your home and have a plan. I’m not saying you must have panes of extra glass, but boards and screws or tarp with fastener. Don’t forget MacGuyver’s favorite, Duct tape! I personally, have grown to love the ‘Gorilla Tape’ brand for non-duct usage. It’s pricey, way more pricey than the cheap-o bargain duct tape, but it sticks to a lot of stuff the cheaper ones won’t. When it comes to a situation where you’re relying on it to protect you and another trip to the hardware store isn’t in the cards I’d be happy to have the good stuff.

Beyond that, I think that everyone should have a big medical book. You know for when you can’t log onto webMD. When I was a kid, before the age of the internet, I remember my Mom would always produce this big, black, odoriferous tome every time one of us kids wasn’t feeling right. If you have the medical book, I recommend having a first aid kit that extends beyond Band-aids. I hope I never have to sew myself or anyone else up, but if I had to, I’d rather have the people version of the Chilton Manual and the right tools. Beyond that, I like to keep around a few fixes for common problems, you know head ache pills and itchy cream, that sort of thing.

Another often overlooked item is lighting. For some, it’s an automatic inclusion but the reality is, I would say 70-80% of the people I’ve encountered do not own a flashlight, or they owned one that didn’t functioned because the batteries were dead or the bulb was out. I think it’s wise to purchase an LED flashlight, as those bulbs last the longest. As far as batteries go, I have spares that I can charge with my small solar panel and charger. Surefire brand makes excellent batteries that have a ten year shelf life if re-chargeable isn’t your cup of tea. Beyond just a flashlight you might want to consider some survival candles with extra long burn times, or perhaps some kind of lantern. You could also just build a teepee in your backyard and set your house on fire. It will generate a great deal of light and heat, the downside is you can only use it once and that’s a really expensive candle.

It might also be a good idea to have something to signal help, such as a flash mirror, road flares, and a whistle. If you’re waiting for help and your phones aren’t working a visual or audible signal could be what saves your ass. In that same vein you might want to consider a radio, wind up or battery. NOT an iPod, NOT a lap top. Those might work on batteries, but as we all know an internet connection is a fickle mistress as is anything reliant on cables going to your house. Wifi is not truly wireless, radio waves are.

Of course you might want some kind of home defense system, if you’re utilities are down good luck with that alarm system or calling for help. I wouldn’t go too crazy with this one, I tend to see people overly focus on this one, but then not have adequate food, water or shelter preparations. Why do people obsess? Sharps are fun, bang bang is fun. I’m not going to chide you for talking yourself into needing a machete, halberd or a M-14. Just don’t overlook the other elements, which are generally a greater concern day to day. What kind of security is the best? Honestly, your brain. Your house if made of tight blind corners memorized by living in them, I’d rather have an ice pick and stealth in that situation than a .45. But, that’s just me. Really though, bear spray, a pointy stick, a sling shot, big frickin’ dog, or grannies scatter gun all are good options for holding the fort down. Remember you’re not storming the beaches of Normandy, you’re discouraging looters. For the love, remember to get the right training for whatever option you choose and store said things away properly.

Storage. You want to have all those goodies in a central location and organized if possible. Why? Because, when your brain function is stunted by adrenaline and panic you’ll be able to find anything you might need with ease. You don’t want to be rifling through your drawers filled with junk for a flashlight or trying to located good batteries in your garage in the pitch black. I have a utility shelf that houses my goods along with my outdoor gear that I picked up for fifty bones at Costco. 

Anything beyond what I’ve mentioned here plus my standard survival kit is probably over doing things for a disaster preparedness kit I wouldn’t call you crazy if you wanted a generator, a 4×4, and your own bunker. Certainly, If you wanted to do more then the above mentioned that’s great, but that would start getting into the realm of ‘Self Sustainability’ i.e. growing your own vegetables, raising chickens and perhaps some kind of solar array. Which is super fantastical, but another subject and article entirely.


Alright Freaks, I’m out! Til next time…

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The Six-Five on BUGGIN’ OUT! (pt. 2)


Just doing my best to be inconspicuous

Back again Savages! If you missed Part 1 go back and read it! Now that we’ve explored the why and when, let’s talk about the what. That’s right, let’s talk about gear. I want to cover the GHB I was talking about earlier. Now, rather than get all hung up on making this a gear review and talking about specific brands, I want to focus on the types of things you may encounter and what kind of problems you should plan on being able to solve.

Geographical Considerations. I’m going to show you what I have in my GHB, but I do not want you to copy what I do unless you also live where I do. I live in a city, in Southern California. My get home needs are going to be different than people who live in say rural Michigan. I’ll try to cover the major differences when it comes to what to pack, but bear in mind that you should know more about your area and what it takes to survive in it than some asshole by the beach in California. So, please add, remove and swap out as needed. Like I mentioned in my survival kit post, these sorts of things need to be custom made by the user. Likewise, don’t go poo pooing all over my choices because I don’t have snow shoes or some shit that I don’t need just because it’s a necessity in your area.

Alright, first on my list is shelter. I’m not just talkin’ tents, I also mean clothing. For many people, what the weather calls for during work hours is vastly different at night. In desert regions this might mean sweating in shorts during the day and freezing in a parka at night. Some people (not me thank god) have to wear a suit or something completely impractical for anything but modern comfort living, that paired with shoes ill suited for little more than just walking to your car on a sunny day and you’ll be in a world of hurt in the event that sunny day is taken from you.

Extreme cold for me isn’t a real issue, but it can get moderately cold and wet which will take away any thermal qualities of most clothing and rapid set hypothermia. So, I like to pack something that will protect me from rain, such as a light shell jacket and a nice fleece. Lightweight rain pants that go over my jeans and I’m pretty much set for anything that mother nature is likely to throw at me in my area. For those in more extreme climates, I might recommend a more substantial jacket and pants combo and a thicker base layer. I also add a pair of thick socks and my hiking boots. Often times, I leave the house in slip on sneaks or flip flops which are completely unsuited for a long hike in rough terrain that might include broken glass and rubble. There is a bonus, you will be amazed at how many times people have had to borrow the extra jacket or sweater I have in my kit…you get to keep your date warm without having to sacrifice your own comfort!

Now to accessorize! A hat is also a good idea, I keep two handy at all times because I like hats. No, I’m not bald I just like hats. Aside from hats, I was always a big fan of bandanas and now I’m a bigger fan of the shemagh. It’s a bigger, even more versatile version of the bandana. The shemagh should have it’s own article and will at some point, that’s how awesome they are.

When the towers fell in NY, something shocked me that I would have never been prepared for. That is the sheer amount of dust and airbourne debris that occurred. Being that I’m in a city, and work around big buildings and it’s earthquake territory, I’ve added a high quality disposable respirator mask. These are cheap and light so it’s a no brainer. Add some kind of eye protection like dirt bike or ski goggles and you’re golden. If you find yourself making your way through tough terrain, cold weather, sharp bits and what not, it might be good to cover your hands up from time to time. For this I’ve added a pair of Petzl belay gloves. If you’re in cold weather opt for more insulated gloves.

Last on the shelter list is the more conventional idea of shelter. This doesn’t need to be some kind of serious tent, remember it’s not an extended camping trip. My top picks for this is an emergency blanket or emergency bivy. I’m a big fan of the SOL emergency blankets because they are more tear resistant than the conventional mylar space blankets. If you never unpacked a mylar space blanket, I suggest you do so you can see how fragile they are. SOL makes a two person emergency blanket that can work as a makeshift roof or you can wrap up in it twice. They also make a fairly lightweight emergency bivy. Though, if extreme weather is a major concern you might want to look at some of the 4 season offerings they make over at Tarptent. They’re ultra light, pack down nicely and definitely offer more protection if that’s what you need, especially if you’re in hazardous weather or thick mosquito country.

Alright, your next worry aside from staying warm and dry is going to be water. You should plan on using one gallon a day, you can ration this down but if you’re in the heat, cold, dry climate or exerting yourself your need for water goes up dramatically. One gallon a day is usually a good safe estimate, the effects of dehydration set in quick too so it’s best to not underestimate your needs. One gallon of water weighs 8.345 lbs US. So, a 72 hour ration is just over 25 lbs which is pretty dang inconvenient to be hauling around. I recommend having a gallon to a gallon and a half of water ready to carry, and a larger container stowed in your vehicle. This is good in the event you can use your vehicle or need to share. If you must split from your vehicle, this means you’ll be shy of the three days right? What I suggested can be rationed to a liter and a half or so a day. I have packed a hydration bladder, a small stainless Kleen Kanteen and large Nalgene bottle that I pack empty and fill with gear (this is for water collection and treatment if it gets to that).

What happens if you need more water? Drink your own urine? Please don’t, that’s bad advice. I don’t care what British TV personality told you that was okay. That probably will just make you more dehydrated. Plan ahead instead. Chances are you’ll be able to find some kind of water supply in your travels home. However they might be a little dodgy to just be drinking straight from the source. For that reason, I recommend carrying some water purification tablets and a small water filter. What kind? After all not all tablets/drops and filters are created the same. As far as tablet or drops go, a chlorine dioxide base is my suggestion simply because iodine doesn’t kill cryptosporidium. In a pinch, though not as effective as chlorine dioxide you can add 8 drops of regular household bleach per gallon kills most of the nasty. The best compact filter out there is the Lifestraw. It’s the only straw type filter that’s EPA rated to filter out all the shit you want filtered out. It’s actually rated higher than some of the more expensive pump filters out there and it doesn’t cost hundreds, they average about 20 bucks. And the great part is it lasts up to 1600 liters of water, That’s a gallon a day for 264 days. Another good compact option is the virus filter over at Geigerrig, it filters out all the baddies and the filters are replaceable. You can hook it up to a hydration bladder too; the only down side is the initial 60 bones you’ll have to drop. Boiling is also another great option if you have the means necessary. Boil for 1 min then let it cool and sip through your filter. If you want to preserve the flow rate of any water filter I suggest you pre-filter any cloudy water through a bandana, piece of cloth or coffee filter. Lastly, when selecting water from questionable sources, try to make sure there aren’t any chemicals in it as none of the above will help you if you just ingested a bunch of oil, poison or antifreeze. You also want to be careful when it comes to viral impurities which will come from feces and sewage in the water source as a lot of filters do not protect against this. Remember kids flood water comes pre-mixed with poo poo, chemicals, the whole alphabet of hepatitis and who knows what else. In the event of a flood, bear the load and take as much water as you can.

With shelter and water down your next priority will be food. Although it takes weeks to starve to death, no one likes being hungry and your physical performance and mental capacity will begin to quickly diminish without adequate calories. For those with blood sugar issues or diabeetus this is not really an option. Simply put, the better your food situation, the better you’re going to be able to handle physical, emotional and mental stress. Fuel up bitches. I like to pack up two big meals per day like a freeze dried Mountain House or an MRE. The freeze dried options are nice and lightweight but require water and a heat source; the MRE is in fact a Meal Ready to Eat and can be eaten cold and requires no water. I round this out with snacks like energy chews, a bit of chocolate and some beef jerky time. The snacks are more about morale than nutrition but hey, no reason to skimp here they’re light and make me fantastically happy. Speaking of happy, I also pack a few of those Starbucks instant ‘Via’ Coffees. Any kind of energy/caffeine product is a good idea since any adrenaline surge is going to sap your energy– it’s we in the fight game call ‘adrenal dump’. To heat up this stuff, I pack up a SoloStove w/small camp pot, it can burn wood, alcohol and fuel tablets. It’s light weight, and the fuel is super flexible. It’s always a good idea to have something you can easily heat up water with. Lastly, I throw one of those S.O.S. coast guard approved high calorie food bricks. They’ll sustain you for three days all by itself and it’s super compact. I’m sure it tastes like eating a brick of shitty pressed cardboard but it’s better than cannibalism or eating boot leather. It’s just one of those things that doesn’t take up much room and it’s a great insurance policy, particularly in the event you have to share. 

That’s the three major concerns taken care of Shelter, Water, and Food. To this I add my base survival and first aid kit which you can see in more detail HERE. Aside from those, there’s one more grim thing to think about. In the kind of situation we’re exploring it’s not unreasonable to think about security concerns. When the basic necessities to live are unavailable, people will act outside of their normal selves. You might find Mr. Friendly with two hungry kids trying to steal your kit. And that’s just a good guy, think about the bastard that would try to rob you just cause it’s Saturday. When the structure that normally keeps most of that in check fails, people will do some dastardly things.

I know there’s one word that I know a lot of people are thinking right now…’gun’. Ready for the great debate? Me neither. Here’s the skinny on packin’ heat in your GHB…Don’t. That’s my advice. Here’s the thing, I’m not against guns, I don’t hate guns, I don’t hate hunting, I’m not scared of guns. I do not believe that strict gun laws will reduce gun violence. You can agree or disagree with any of that, that’s your prerogative. My reasons for suggesting you don’t pack one in your GHB are way, way outside of that. The thing is your GHB is most likely going to be stowed in your car unless you intend on hauling it into your work and into stores. I personally believe it’s grossly irresponsible to leave a gun in your car unattended. There are exceptions to this, if you are allowed in your state to open or conceal carry a firearm, you live in the middle of nowhere and are unlikely to run into people, or if you’re Law Enforcement and can carry this with you from your car to where you’re going, when you leave your GHB in the vehicle. There are of course other concerns to take into consideration, I really, really don’t recommend that you carry a firearm unless you’ve undergone some kind of tactical firearms training as well as some form of grappling/weapon retention program. A firearm is a ranged weapon and grappling is hard enough without trying to retain a firearm. Please, do not underestimate how difficult it is to operate a firearm under duress and how hard it is to retain it against a motivated assailant. There is a reason why LE and the military undergo many hours of firearms training. And no, a lot of hunting experience, plinking, subscription to ‘Soldier of Fortune’ or target shooting is not the same as tactical firearms training…The other concern is in the event of a major disaster, if LE and National Guard is on the prowl in force trying to stop evil and looting, an exposed firearm will draw attention to you. Again, it’s a really personal choice, but for me and the people you share the Earth with, if you decide to pack, get the training.

What do I suggest you may be thinking? Well, there are myriad of things you might want to carry for such a situation. I personally pack a 55lb draw slingshot, this can also be used for shooting arrows with the addition of a whisker biscuit. I like it because it’s small, compact, lightweight, unassuming, and cheap. If you don’t believe in the power of it, people use them to take down deer. I also pack some kind of CS Spray. You can either pack bear spray or regular Sabre CS. I recommend Sabre, because they’re a trusted brand of Law Enforcement. I have deployed CS spray twice on an two different individuals in my life and I believe it’s a very easy to use, and very, very effective. Of course, I also have blades packed as well. If you find yourself in a situation where you have to defend yourself just about anything heavy that you can whomp someone on the head with is better than nothing. My favorite improvised self defense tool? A couple of rocks or cans of tuna thrown inside two or more socks (one sock is likely to break on impact).

My best piece of advice, which should be your first line of defense as all the above are last resort. Your best bet is to not look like a target. One, try to dress you and your GHB down so you look like you have nothing of value to take. Two, Don’t look like a weak victim. People who prey upon others look for an easy target. Mountain lions and wolves will not mess with a full grown bison; they will however go after a lame one or a calf. If at all possible travel with a group, there is security in numbers. If you must travel alone then try stealth, they can’t rob what they can’t see. If those don’t work, it’s time to try Rule #1 of Zombieland: Cardio. Then, After you’ve exhausted all that, then you can think about resorting to fighting or weapons. That’s my advice, and I’m not just some schmuck on the computer. I train and teach Brazilian Jiu Jitsu and Mixed Martial Arts with a good pedigree, have boxing experience to go with it and have significant close quarters weapons training. On any given day I can be found with a group of guys in a hot gym practicing how to killing each other. Even with all that, my plan is to avoid, evade, and escape then –only when unavoidable– engage. Why? I’ve also had my ass kicked and I’m but a mortal man. There are no re-dos, extra lives or reset buttons; that shit’s for keeps out there. Think of it this way, you’ve won every fight you’ve never had to fight. I still believe most people are good, even in these disaster type situations. So, Please don’t get overly paranoid. There are many, many great stories of heroism by the average citizen in times of disaster.

The last thing is what to pack all that up in. A simple backpack will get the job done nicely. I see a lot of guys going for the rugged tactical military style packs with the molle straps. I’m sure those are fine and all, though they are much heavier than my 35L Osprey. The lighter your GHB is the quicker you’ll travel and that’s what it’s all about. Think of the GHB as your ninja bag, quick, light, nimble and maneuverable. However, if you opt for the military style pack that’s fine too. Though, in times of rioting etc, some times you do not want to appear to be affiliated with military/LE unless you are. What really matters for the most part is what you’re comfortable carrying. Before you settle, try them both out, fill’em up and go on a long rugged hike. Just buy from a store with an excellent return policy. If you’re reading this and you haven’t don’t a lot of backpacking remember that just because everything squeezes into your pack doesn’t mean it fits. Double check the pack for what it’s maximum load bearing weight is. I’m sure there is nothing worse than being halfway home and having your pack explode into pieces. You’ll want to figure out what your maximum comfortable load bearing weight is too, you don’t want to be halfway home then have your knees explode into pieces either. Remember…Fast and Nimble…

Crap, I nearly forgot! Stow away some money as well, in small bills. In the event you have the opportunity to purchase gasoline. Remember when the power goes down so do cash machines and debit cards. In times of crisis, I’d like to think that people will do things for free; but there will always be that guy that won’t. Additionally, if you have a keen eye you might spot the disaster before others will and things will be business as usually for them sans a working credit machine; at which point speaking about the impending doom will only workout if they’re in a tin foil hat too. Remember we’re planning for personal disaster too, not just the mega ones; so having some cash might save your backside when you really need a burrito and the place with the awesome burritos only takes cash. (just be sure to replenish) 

Well, I think that’s pretty much it. You might want to add some things like a deck of cards or a book. If you think of something, feel free to tell me, I’d love to hear your suggestions. Keep in mind that I did include my base survival/first aid kit. In Fact, tell you what I’m going to do….

Send me a suggestion and a picture of an item you might want to include in a Get Home Bag on my Facebook page or email it to me AND share the post on Facebook. Best answer in 2 weeks will be included in a future article and I’ll send you a paracord hat band  like the one I’m sporting in the photo above.


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