Wolf Creek Survival Outpost

I awoke. There were bandages over my shoulder. I could tell by the pain levels that nothing much had happened. Lacy was standing over me licking my face and Bella was pawing at me. It was time for them to go out. They still won't go to the restroom indoors unless they are left to it for a very long time...more than over night. I rolled over and saw that the barricade to the front doors was down. I jumped up and walked out the door, dogs in tow.

She was unloading one of the three trucks. She has… Continue

The days are getting hotter. The inside of our home is absolutely oppressive...so I thought we could spend the night on the roof. I hoisted the girls up. We settled in. The stars were on fire. Every constellation i remembered as a child, were so vivid and perfect. The breeze filtered through the aspens and pines. Whispering sweet night stories, telling of things nicer than i could remember. The dogs curled up next to me and we went to sleep. I cannot say what time it was when Lacy started growli… Continue

first zed encounter since little willy and his mom.
she was ambling up the road, looked totally normal....

i was moving non perishables to the roof of the ski rental area. there is some shelter up there, and i figured if the going gets tough....then i could hold out up there. found 3 cases each of corn, peas and green beans. 2 cases of dehydrated mashed potatoes. 2 industrial sized tuna cans....the list reads like a bad day at a cafeteria. the dogs don't have any food...as far as pet food. they… Continue

started taking inventory.

went over to the truck and started it up....turned on the cb and listened.
watched the dogs run around crazily.

they wouldn't run around with the zeds about.

i sent out message after message over cb and go static for a good hour.
then a response.
a truck driver, jack-knifed...alone...calling out over and over again

"i don't understand...i don't understand. this is jimmy slim, i am wrecked, but okay. they are swarming....i think that the news is not right.........the… Continue

day 2 wolf creek

i wonder if i should recount things a little better. i wonder if i should tell you that the first zed i killed was a young child. it moaned, and clawed and scrabbled at my truck window. i swung upon the door, ramming it back....i...yeah, i...let it come up on me, it grasped my leg, tried to bite..it tried so hard, i gave it a chance, i did. one strong swing from the tire iron, its blood swelled out of the skull like a small spring. it fell to the ground. it twitched, squirmed.… Continue