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Military Prepper Vs. Lightweight Philosopy, an Interview

Note:  All pictures in this post are original photos by Derek Ruhland (all rights reserved) and that anyone who wants to use them for anything should contact him at derekruhland@gmail.com Prepping is a hobby that some find a bit eccentric, … Continue reading

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Fiction – Girl Part 8

The girl woke to Rob gently shaking her. “Sorry, your turn.” She peeked out of her sleeping bag, the sun hurting her eyes. “Ok, I’m getting up. Were you able to get a hold of anyone on the radio?” she … Continue reading

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Fiction – Girl Part 7

“What is wrong with you?!” the girl was yelling at Rob, after they had moved a bit down the road. “You just killed three innocent people!” Rob snorted “ha, hardly innocent.” “What? Hardly innocent? What do you call gunning down … Continue reading

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Fiction – Girl Part 6

Just outside of the camping area, Rob went to the side of the trail and spoke. “We need to get ground, quickly. I’m going to put on my night vision and lead. We will be going pretty quick, basically a … Continue reading

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Fiction – Girl Part 5

Walking into the merchant’s area of the town was like stepping back in time. It had only been about a week since the power was taken, but in that week we were set back over a hundred years. They saw … Continue reading

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Fiction – Girl Part 4

“Lookie here little lady, you need to eat your greens so you grow big and strong” Elvis said, his Santa hat jiggling as he talked. “No one likes a weakling, especially now, you need to be able to take care … Continue reading

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Fiction – Girl Part 3

Note on the astrixes (*) in the story – I posted this directly from my iPad, and they got thrown in for some reason, just ignore them. The girl could not peddle for long. The paved road quickly turned into … Continue reading

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