Camping and bugging are slightly different things. I've gone camping and carried the biggest pack because, well, as a big husky I am the size of BOTH the two young ladies I was camping with. (And nothing immoral occured.)
Bugging is different. There have only ever been two team bug out plans I've had. One is with family, and I'm carrying a lot of the heavy stuff but my mom comes up to my shoulder and my dad has a back problem. The other was in college, with a friend who has the same hobby (points into the mass of lurkers in the peanut gallery) who would have been humping his own gear; we had the same route to the halfway point before going in opposite directions on a major route.
If it is an actual get out of dodge, I'm alone or with people I trust. If I don't trust, I might give you water (bring your own bottle) and a lit stick (NOT a lighter, sparklite, match or anything else), but that is about it unless it is a barter item.
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-IronRaven
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