Friday, April 26, 2013

Defense With The BoomStick

(Defense With The BoomStick Disclaimer: This post is an ongoing story set in a world where zombies have taken over and people are fighting to survive anyway they can. Originally it was a post of news and tips to help survivors make it one more day alive, but now it has became a story of my fight to survive and to keep on living.)

Boring as hell week. Lots of walking, hiding and scavenging.

Not to say that is a bad thing. Any day that goes by without having to fight zombies is a good day in my book. I didn’t find a car or any vehicle like that to aid me in my journey, but I did find this awesome bike that had a rack on the back I could stack my bag on. It's been a lifesaver in covering the distances and think I'm about at the outskirts of Flagstaff, Arizona. My aim is still to head for Reno and that military surplus yard they had going on out there back before this hell came about; I just forgot how far up Reno is in Nevada.

Going into Flagstaff would be a death sentence with the expected amount of zombies to be in a city that size. Not much I can do about that though as there aren’t many ways to get through this part of Arizona and survive off the roads. I will have to get as close to the city as I can and circle around through the suburbs as I head through the forests in California. Going through there should let me live on the land and work my way up to Reno on the backside without having to go through any desert.

From the signs I just passed on my bike, it says Flagstaff is twenty miles away and becoming a dangerous place to be. Whenever you get this far out from a city is usually when you run into a lot more cars and debris strewn across the roads. As well as the increased chance of coming across zombies with an increasing frequency that will make you step twice as fast and keep your head on a swivel.

So far I'm good on water and food is ok. Probably have at least another week and half worth of food left, making it necessary to scout some of the houses I'll pass through, searching for anything that might be safe to eat. I will need all I can find once I hit California and get up into the mountains and those woods. Living off the land mountain man style isn’t as easy as one might think.

I just hope there aren’t any zombies wandering around up in those hills; with all those trees visibility could be poor and I don't want a zombie to catch me by surprise.

Back to pedaling, lots and lots of pedaling…

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