In a little over two minutes, I can have my pickup completely loaded with all my camp stuff. You gotta understand, I have 4 grub boxes (big plastic boxes with locking lids) already loaded with all my camp cooking supplies and most of my camp gear. This includes a whole lotta stuff, cooking utensils, canned and dry packaged foods, firestarters galore, fire handling tools, cleaning supplies, toiletries, utility items like duct tape, rope, kite line, tarps, tarp locks, nails, lanterns and lantern fuel. Sitting beside this is my 12' x 17' wall tent and tent stove, 4 sleeping bags, 3 cots, and two camp chairs. On the other side is my collection of dutch ovens and fry pans to choose from. Behind the boxes are my chainsaw and kit, a peavey, a double bit axe, and a splitting maul. Under these are more tarps, some firewood, and a fold up table.

On the other side of the garage are two coolers, one large and one medium. Next to them are three 5 gallon plastic carbuoys full of distilled water and my 10 gallon water jug. Next to that is the 7' tall stand up freezer. At the end of the garage opposite the door are three tool boxes full of tools. What I have to hustle on is any additional guns and ammo I want to take besides the everyday basics, vital records and documents, and clothing. On the way out the door I grab the laptop bag. With my wife and daughters helping out, we can just about get it all in two minutes. Any quicker than that, and I forget the camping stuff and just grab the handy items and go. Bugging out is not the time to "Take the time" to do it right. You take the time up front getting it all prepared so you don't have to think about it, you just move like heck and catch your breath while you're heading down the road.

As far as egress goes, the routes I take are not on any map I have seen. If you had a good aerial shot, you might know there's a road there, but I bet the only people that even know that road exists stumbled on it like I did and never drove to the end to see where it dumps out. I can drive down that road for darned near two hours at cruising speed and not see civilization again along the way. The whole way, civilization is only about 15 miles away in either direction perpendicular to my route, but they'd never know I was even there.

Geez, am I paranoid or what. Over here, I have no place to go except get in the line to fly out on a Blackhawk like everyone else would have to.