We're on the outskirts of the area now. Took a while to get here. First we went by Billy's shop and loaded up...well pretty much everything he had left. We've got an arsenal with us and enough ammunition to defend ourselves from now until there's a cure, and then maybe a bit longer.
We loaded up tents, cooking stoves, cases of camping kerosene, boxes and boxes of dehydrated food, fishing gear, even a home brewer kit. Billy said, "I can catch meat, I can't catch beer."
From what I gather he and A.J. had planned in case something happened, they weren't worried about a modern day plague but more like a globalist takeover. New World Order stuff, Bilderberg, Council of Foreign Relations and all that. Infected cannibals will work just fine though. The best plan is to not be around them.
We should be out of the icy roads in about ninety minutes. Greg and I swap driving duties. Thankfully I can drive a semi, dad was a long haul driver. Taught me a lot and I even got to drive his rig around the loading yards at twelve. A great skill to have now, guess you never know how little skills will come in handy.
The trailer is kind of rough riding, hey have a walkie talkie back there to talk to us and give us instructions. A.J.'s nephew Khiem the doctor would like to stop by a pharmacy and get what we can get, John the contractor would like to get lumber.
He plans on building wood cabins, simple cabins. Enough to get out of the heat of the island fortress we'll be constructing. Not sure why we need Chris the electrician though. We don't have anything electrical but the generators and I doubt they would be powerful enough to supply every electrical need. I'm learning that A.J. really kept his inner fears to himself and planned a lot of stuff in advance.
Better to be prepared for something that never happens than be a victim.
Saturday, February 26, 2011
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