|October Field Report: Weekend at the Compound|
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|Saturday, 29 October 2011 20:53|
October Field Report: Weekend at the Compound
Base camp. Jack our Nazi (German) attack dog. (My favorite Hebrew neighbor lady called him a Nazi, can you believe that. Trust me, if the hezbo’s come to our neighborhood I have assured her she will fall under the protection umbrella of D9.)
As part of our ongoing child indoctrination project, which is guided by divine leadership and rooted in conservative principals we spent the weekend at our good friend Dave’s southern compound. Dave’s compound is the perfect location for us to brainwash the little children, offer up sacrificial animals, (assassinating renegade chickens and making gumbo out of them) practice shooting, fishing, hiking, survival, and letting the childrun’s run free without the worry of some pedophile molesting them. (All of which are the antithesis to your modern day liberal, with the exception of the pedophiles which they feel are just misguided.)
As usual our planning and preparation are crammed into a few short hours of packing the necessities and assuring Mrs. D9 that Chicken Nuggets and our Nazi attack miniature Schnauzer (Jack) would be well provided for. (Sometimes we have to stretch the level of stated preparedness.) We arrived down at the compound late in the evening unmolested by any Ozark Hillbillies with only one minor delay by Missoui’s finest HP. (Fortunately for us, he recognized our mission, discussed the benefits of safe driving, and granted us temporary immunity.)
One of the best parts of any campout is cooking with the best possible ingredients (bacon grease) and starting the day off with a bloody Mary. Seriously friends there is nothing better than scrambled eggs and hash browns saturated in special non-artery clogging bacon grease and a pot of black coffee brewed just the way I like my women “hot and black”. (Of course I did use some cream and sugar to lighten it up a little to give it that Blasian look to remind me of Mrs. D9.) And then after a hard day on the range there is nothing more enjoyable than cooking a full course meal that even a homeless person or welfare recipient would work for. (Sorry about that minor embellishment, we know they wouldn’t work for it otherwise they wouldn’t be homeless or on welfare.)
This summer me Max (shown on the right above) tested our canning skills. So we brought several of our canned goods with us and put them to the test and we have to say not bad for our first year. Our evening meal consisted of sweet corn we picked, shucked, boiled, bagged and froze; canned peeled tomatoes and canned green beans, we topped this off with a couple of well marinated pork tenderloins. (Do you detect a common theme here Pork. No islamo-fasist would get near our compound, that is if they could get past Jack, a well armed Militia (D9 and company), and past Dave’s own perimeter security.)
Although the childrun really enjoy getting out and having a good time our goal on this trip was to start educating them on preparedness. Dave’s compound has a large sector of property with several trails through the woods, fields and pastures. Each person was responsible for carrying their own food and water. We started out with a brutal hill (this is Ozark country) and made our way around the perimeter of his property.
D9 & Milita.
Dave providing the young skulls full of mush with valuable information on plants.
This was also a good exercise for us to test out some of our own tactical and survival gear. We tested out our Condor tac vest with 1 liter water pouch and was outfitted with a food pouch (3600 calorie food bar), medical (we didn’t need this), and our water, fire shelter pouch. We carried an additional pack with our food, ammo, and pistol. Picking the two packs up it weighed in at about 35lb but the vest and backpack distributed the load very well between the hips and shoulder.
D9, Nuggets, and Jack
Feminazi’s hate this. A man showing leadership & three good friends having a great time.
This is what real parenting is all about. (No animals were maimed or molested to retrieve the feather that was found lying on the ground.)
Over the course of the next year we will be taking several of these hikes each time adding a few more supplies. (We’re training for two hunts next year in New Mexico, so this is a great excuse to get more survival and back packing gear.) We also plan to do a couple over night hikes to test the gear and our abilities at food, water, and shelter. As part of those hunts we also plan to build a new custom bolt rifle using one of our 26cal Bartlien 5R blanks, mounted on a Manners hunting stock, and a Tikka action, which we’ll use on the antelope hunt. For the Elk, were going with a Sako TRG 300Win Mag.
After the hike we went down to one of Dave’s food storage ponds to test our fishing skills. The kids really like this and it’s always amazing how in the hell fishing line can manage to wrap up in knots on the fishing pole. (It’s all good.)
Naturally no campout is complete with teaching the childrun more shooting skills as well as practicing our own. The kids really like the little Ruger 22/45 suppressor ready pistol which we have a Tac Solutions mounted on along with the CZ 452 suppressor ready 22lr. We also brought out the B&T sub gun along with our Tikka 308 both.
D9 shooting the commie star out of a Heineken can at a 155yd. First shot was to determine elevation, 2nd shot on the money.
Part of our perimeter defense team.
Since we didn’t have large fields in which to test our drive by shooting skills (and there were no prairie dogs) we decided for the next best thing, running and gunning on foot. This little exercise consisted of a simulated static combatant (pop can on a grape vine) and we had to run by on foot and shoot the target. Some make think this is ridiculous but the guy who can hit his target has a better chance of surviving so we test with small targets.
After a full day of training, securing the perimeter, and scouting out the compound we all settled in for the evening fire and the main course.
My friends this is how campouts should be.