At the start of the pandemic I took the time to think about where the closest fresh water is. There are some drainage impoundments that are probably horribly polluted, but about a mile away is a spring that has flowing water. It’s probably also polluted but not as bad, and I have a hiking water filter that work take out a lot of the worst bacteria. I need to learn how to use my liquid fuel hiking stove.
My early pandemic risk assessments included: - buying a water filter big enough to purify my family's needs from the named creek 25 yards away that empties into a lake 300 yards away - checking on the two-month dehydrated food supply under the house - verifying the location of my gold horde My wife, bless her heart, determined fifteen years ago that "delivering babies outside of the hospital" was a primo barter skill. She was cash-pay only for the first five years of her career. That gave me time to not worry about crazy stocking up on guns'n'ammo until things got soooper dumb but yeah - that water filter was pretty much the last thing I bought while retail was still open.