Please share your real life "SHTF" experiences

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The post on AR vs. 12 gauge got me thinking. Who here has actually gone through a "SHTF" event in their life? It could be anything from a riot or a natural disaster to an armed upraising/revolution.

What was the event and how did you make it through? What importance did firearms play in the event and in your own experiences? What did you learn from the experience and how has it affected your thinking and preperation since then?

Please, NO hypotheticals. Just the personal experiences of those who were there and what they learned. (Or, if there is any such event in your family history, please feel free to relate it as well, even if you weren't there)
 
I've been in riot situations twice. Once while at work and once in my vehicle. In neither situation did a firearm come into play. At work, I/we just hunkered down and waited for the po-po to break up the festivities...which they did in a very vigorous fashion. In my vehicle, I just kept driving through the crowd at a slow rate of speed. Slow enough to give the ones who wanted to get out of my way a chance to do so. I had no intention of stopping for the ones who didn't want to. Got screamed at and had stuff thrown at my truck, but I got home okay.
As I have related here before, I also had a guy break into my apartment while I was in the shower. A large part of my decision to go on the offensive was because I wasn't sure whether he had located the 9mm I had at that time.
Had a couple other situations where I found it necessary to draw a handgun. Nobody required shooting, though. The sight of the gun was enough. I was dealing with random crazy people at the time, though, not committed adversaries.
Had a fellow pull a .38 on me when I was just a year or so out of high school. He and I had a history together. He had pulled a knife on me once before and gotten his fingers broken as a result, though I also suffered a rather superficial slash wound on the back of my left hand. He kind of stood there pointing the gun at me, with an air of not quite being sure what to do next. I guess he was waiting for me to beg for my life or something. I told him to insert his gun into a very private orifice of his body and walked away. Lucky he didn't shoot me in the back. Ah for the confidence and stupidity of yoot...
The SHTF every day for lots of people. Guns are a useful tool, but not the only one in the box.
 
Colorado, November, 8500ft above sea level, blizzard conditions, no sign of our buddies, i know where we are, but we aren't where we are supposed to be. Temp dropping, snowing sideways.

When TP won't burn and the MAP won't burn, you know the S has hit the F.

I started building a shelter to spend the night. Luckily, we didn't HAVE to spend the night, but I was resolute that we'd survive. We wouldn't LIKE it, but we'd get by.

Mostly for me, being armed to the teeth had little to do with the situation, keeping a clear head made all the difference in the world.

Also worked out, we had a previously arranged plan if anyone got lost. Simply return to our established "loop" of logging roads, and sit tight. The idea was as long as it was possible to drive, they'd drive all night looking for us. Sure enough, I knew where I was, stayed put and started making shelter ala Boyscouts 101, had a big slab pile and plenty of pine boughs. This activity kept us warm, also prevented us from walking 6-8 miles in 2-3 feet of snow in the dark to make it home.

Ok so its not a "there I was facing 100+rioting zombie mutant biker bears" but it really happened.
 
Once, when I was living in the city, hundreds of angry rioters came pouring down our street. I was hunkered down behind a barricade and checked the load in my rifle, but was then overrun and killed.



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Ice storm in 2000.

Cut off from power, water, telephone, and not able to get a vehicle out of our driveway.

Phone back after two days, power back after four days. Had to have help from a neighbor with a large tractor to get the car to the top of the hill on the fourth night.

We had a stock of food, and a wood burning stove. For water, we had a stash of water and melted icicles on the stove for flushing water in the toilet tank.

Kept our perishable food in ice chests we simply put out on the back porch. No spoilage as it stayed below freezing for the duration.

Guns were never an issue. Kept the 12 gauge handy, but never needed it.

hillbilly
 
Thanks guys. I was expecting firearms to play only a limited role, if any, in most cases. During the big power outage last summer, I was glad I was able to carry concealed, but never came even remotely close to needing a firearm.

Anyone else?
 
As eldest kid during riots front door was being bashed in, I had smaller sibs take cover. Handgun used by me to "stop immediate action" , Perps made it inside, I "was in fear of my life and those of sibs".

Flooded out once. Left my apt in water waist deep...

Tornadoes, once took refuge on interstate as funnel approached, got off the road as far as could, Emergency brake and Park, passenger door opened and rolled down into a culvert...funnel took a turn the other way.

Trying to get employee inside during the other I saw the Funnel hit the adjacent shopping center...she made it inside, I hugged the undercarriage of a Buick.

BGs, broke in once and were waiting for me to come home...that was interesting.

Elevator dropped 3 floors until emergencey brake caught.

Various hunting/fishing situations...pontoon boat has an explosion swim and rescue those in need...adrenalin is a good thing when someone is unconcious.

About to have supper at 1am once, all was quiet...while working in the OR, Heart Doc bursts in , blue jeans, T shirt, tennis shoes atop the pt riding the gurney giving CPR, cracked chest at nurses station...I massage heart until Heart team makes it in ... charge Ns, St the heart doc in street clothes ( screw the rules of sterile...we have drugs for that later) and I keep this guy alive...guy made it, recovered , all is good. Just needed a porcine mitral valve.

Life is full of "experiences", some more interesting than others, many don't require firearms, but brains and a helluva lot of luck. Pretty sure Diety lent a hand more than once as well.

Matches, rope, knives, something for first-aid and fast feet pretty handy to have as well...IME
 
Took a wrong turn coming back from a Billie Joel and Elton John concert and went down a side street in a rough part of Philadelphia. We drove right into a black fraternity outing that drew thousands of young black males from Philadelphia and several States. It's called "The Greek Festival" and has been banned from the city in recent years.

Short story:

Racist black males and females saw some white people to play with and ended up jumping on the car, then, they punched out my brother while he sat strapped into the drivers seat and proceeded to throw 60lb pieces of concrete and cinder blocks threw the back window. They made several attempts at throwing stones threw the roof of the car, but failed. I estimate there were about 200 people on the street and half a dozen on the car. Some of the people even came out of their houses to throw stones. Everyone on the street burst out cheering when my brother got knocked out and my one sister started crying.

We were on the news in Philadelphia for about a week after this.


I didn't have a gun on me and I'm glad I didn't. We were better off not engaging these people and I seriously doubt we could have gotten out if I did pull a firearm. It took us several hours to get threw traffic and find a police officer.


I use to be one of those people that thought you didn't need an assault rifle. I use to think a shotgun and a bolt action was all you need to defend yourself.

Not anymore....................

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Sodapop:

WOW! I was going to post a few things, typhoon on Guam, this and that, but it's all NOTHING compared to the terror you must have gone through!!
 
I was working for an oil company in Newark N.J when M.L.King was killed in 1968 We were working the midnight shift.My boss called me before I came to work and said if I had a weapon to bring it.I had a J.C.Higgins 12ga. pump and a Marlin .35cal lever action, when I got to work it was an armed camp no problems though and every so often the police would show up just to checkup on us
 
Soda Pop

...I'm very happy to hear you are still with us !

Dorian,

I was 19, full of piss and vinegar, and bulletproof. There is much truth in the saying when one is young they know everything, they become dumber as they age...I'm constantly reminded of how much I don't know.
 
We were better off not engaging these people and I seriously doubt we could have gotten out if I did pull a firearm.

Really?

Why do you say that? You don't think the crowd would have started to leave you alone had you popped a few of them?
 
You don't think the crowd would have started to leave you alone had you popped a few of them?

Firearms in a riot-kind of like chewing gum in class. "I hope you brought enough for everyone."
 
Sitting in a car is a nightmare of a SD situation. If you don't have enough room to run someone over you aren't going to have much room to get out and fight. If I stopped to reload I would have been beaten into the ground. This was on a side street that was 'one-way' and anyone on a roof could have thrown stuff down on us. It was a very, very, very narrow street.
 
Hurricane Isabel where most local areas lost power for between 3 to 14 days. Some folks had to deal with looters and there were some fights at gas stations, but firearms played almost no role. In similar situations, it would be better to have water, gasoline, medications, a cooler with ice, easy to prepare food, and maybe a generator, than a gun. But it takes up very little room, so I throw the gun in to the emergency supplies catagory.
 
Home Invasion

This is an edited version of a post I made in response to a request for opinions on a home defense plan back in September.

I and my family were victims of a home invasion in 1991. I had just returned to the US from a tour of duty in Germany. Because my personal belongings had not cleared customs my handguns, a CZ-75 and a CZ-50 at the time, were not available to me.

I'm going to shock a lot of people with this comment but it needs to be said. I'm glad that I didn't have the weapons in the home at the time. I'm especially glad that I didn't have one on my person. Only one of two things could have happened, they would either have been stolen or they could have contributed to me being murdered.

This is what happened, decide for yourself whether you agree.

We were living in a townhome at the time in Houston, basically it was a big two story apartment with units on either side. It was about 9 pm on a weekend night. In addition to myself, my wife, my inlaws, and 3 children were at home. We had just finished eating and were cleaning up. Without any warning both the front and back doors of the townhome were busted in (they were locked) and 8 individuals (6 men and 2 women) armed with sawed off shotguns and handguns invaded our home. There was zero reaction time and zero warning. Sometimes the BGs just have the drop on people. This was one of those times.

While I was pinned to the floor, literally with a shotgun to my temple (I had a nice round scab the exact size of a 12 GA barrel on the side of my face for about a month), the BGs, a gang we later found out, ransacked my home stealing what little valuables I had at the time, sexually assaulted my wife and butt stroked my father-in-law a few times (he was hospitalized for a day due to some internal bleeding). The BGs were in our home for 15 to 20 minutes. A neighbor called 911 at the beginning of it all when he heard what was happening (a lot of yelling, etc.). The police arrived 5 minutes after the BGs had gone.

Lessons learned.

Does this mean that I don't believe that one should prepare for one or more bad guys busting into one's home? HELL NO. I realize that what happened to us was not typical and that more often then not, with a good home invasion plan in place, proper planning makes perfect sense and could help avert a tradegy. We were very fortunate that nobody was killed.

The reason I'm telling my story is to try to suggest that a good home invasion defense plan should include planning for how you would react in the event that you won't be able to execute plan A or plan B. How will you react if you don't have time to get to a weapon? How would you react if you awoke with a BG standing at the foot of your bed with a weapon trained on you? How should your family members react and what should they do? etc. Most of the planning is simply mental excercises and conditioning but I think they are important.

I was caught with my pants down, so to speak. Take advantage of any opportunity to be fore warned that something like this is about to go down. I've had a dog ever since that day. Maybe a dog would have made the BGs reconsider their decision to enter my home.

Finally, something we already know. Don't rely on the men in blue to protect you. After the call to 911, they took 20+ minutes to arrive.
 
Couple of incidents...

Murder of Dr. M.L. King....all weapons at home loaded up. No incidents on my block

Charleston SC, 1989 Hurricane Hugo. Moved furniture in front of doors and hunkered down, loaded up. Had to discourage [ahem] visitors twice. Sight of business end of shotty took care of situation.
 
Had what was supposed to be an overnite canoe trip turn into a 3-day survival ordeal. This was in August with 100 F temperatures. The bayou had lots of water in it at the bridge and my goal was to paddle down the bayou to the lake and then my father's farm, about 20 miles away. After a mile, the bayou ended in a trickle of water running between 6' high cypress roots. Had to drag pirogue and equipment from one hole of water to another on bayou for 3 days till I came to Lake D'Arbonne. Killed 6 moccasins the first day. After that I just shooed them away with boat paddle. Would occasionally wade in water dragging pirogue when water was shallow. Quit that after almost stepping on a coiled water moccassion under water, I saw him at the last second and slashed him with a machete. Ran out of food and water on 2nd day. Was pulling pirogue over a large fallen tree when I accidently disturbed a large wasp nest. Ran down the log knocking wasps off my head and finally jumped into the bayou. Lost my glasses. My head swelled so much I could only see out of one eye. Finally at dark the 3rd nite, came to where some lake houses were and a lady gave me some water to drink. Paddled on down to the farm and got there at midnight. Its funny how a cow pasture on the lake can seem like civilization after living in swamp for 3 days. Had a .357 magnum, but only used it to kill snakes on first day.
 
All spanning between 3rd grade and 9th grade:

Garage (full of paint) on the east side of my house caught on fire at 0-dark-30. Had to evac the house.

Rooves of the two neighbors on the west side of my house caught on fire at 0-dark-30, had to evac the house. (separate occassion)

LA riots. Stayed home from school, thankfully Beverly Hills was between us and the rest of LA.

Northridge earthquake at 0-dark-30, didn't evac the house.

Unprepared the whole time. The times we bugged out, we ran into the street with our pajamas, jacket and a blanket. No guns during the LA riots, we were hoping the National Guard and LAPD would do their thing :rolleyes:

Glad I'm independent now.
 
ok guys here is mine...at the time that this was written I was living even DEEPER in the woods than I do now....this was originally posted on Ron Grahams message board when someone asked about a gun for bear and bear ammo...this isnt a post about a man to man incounter as those are difficult to talk about ....but this one still bugs me to this day...but after the post's of mountain lions and Bear attacks (we had one 2 years ago in NC that killed a woman) I figured that I would share this..

Hi guys.....and greetings from everyone's favorite Carolina "NORTH!!"....Being new to this message board I was looking at some of the older topics...One that caught my eye was "BEAR AMMO"...I agree that the .357 mag. is NOT the weapon that I would choose...I have never hunted bear before, but I base my opinion on something that happened to me about 4 1/2 years ago...It was a dark and stormy winter's night (sounds like the set-up for a horror movie huh?) and all was well...Or well sort of anyway...We have alot of problems down here with stray dog packs......At about 2:00 a.m. the distinct sounds of dogs fighting reached my ears....My "outside" dog was a Rott and Husky mix by the name of Kemo....He was a big and fluffy dog to say the least...lol....... Well I of course jumped up and reached into the closet safe for my favorite weapon (at the time) a Smith 6 inch .357 mag loaded with Federal 125 gr. HP's and my ever present mag light....I wandered sleepily outside in my boots and boxers (luckily I live DEEP in the woods!) and I see 2 VERY large dogs fighting with my dog....I of course took exception to this, (and being outside in the rain half naked when it was 40 degrees probably didnt help my mood much)...Well at first it was a good fight and they were to close to risk shooting, so I made VERY manly shoo'in noises at the dogs to break them up....Well this didnt work so well....As fate would have it, Kemo knocked one of them down and away from him, so I of course started yelling at the dog and stepping towards him to "shoo" him away...This was a MAJOR mistake...I finally got a good look at the dog up close and it was one of those "HYBRIDS" (wolf and husky) that seem to be popular with certain people..This was a MASSIVE puppy dog ( about 150 lbs.) and didnt seem at all alarmed that I was there!!! (please note guys....you are not very intimidating to certain animals and people!, if you are visibly freezing half naked in the rain!) Well this puppy not only wasnt intimidated by me, but seemed to get even angrier at my "shoo'in" noises!...(this is the scary part) It growled at me and started advancing so I decided that NOW was the time to do something (other than catch Pnemonia) when he got about 6 ft. from me I centered the front sight on him and fired ( I must have jerked the trigger because it hit him in the rear quarters) he jerked back and rolled on the ground and I was like YEA take that DEVIL DOG!!! But alas, he got right back up and came at me again!!! This time VERY upset with yours truly...So I did what most half naked freezing guys would have done...I started shooting while screaming like a woman and backing up... let me tell you guys slippery mud is not the best platfrom with which to achieve pinpoint accuracy!!! Well some of that range time had paid off as I hit him 1 ( out of 5 at about 5 ft.) more time while screaming and he FINALLY ran off...the other one took off at the same time....if it hadnt, I would have been SCREWED!!!! After reloading my pistol and checking my dog, and after taking a VERY hot shower I had time to think of the mistakes that I had made...The first one was the BIGGIE in my opinion...ya see to get to the Smith I had to reach around a Mossberg 590 loaded with #4 buckshot!!! I had violated a major rule!! NEVER BRING A PISTOL TO A GUNFIGHT!!!!! I figured that just the sight of me would scare them away!!! I brought the pistol for "COMFORT" not really expecting to have to use it!!!! I learned alot from this and I hope that you guys do as well...This story is true and I will admit that while typing this and thinking of what COULD have happened it still gives me the shakes!!! A few days later I got to show the owner of the dogs just how UNHAPPY I was at his decision to let them run loose at night!!!!

p.s.
Imagine if this had been a 300-400lb angry black bear??
and Oh yea!! about 2 days after this, one of my neighbors killed the dog after it tried to attack him and his grandchildren...I shot this dog at point blank range TWICE with a full power .357 mag and not only did it live, but it still had the strength to attack!!! My neighbor shot it once in the chest with a 30-06 and it FINALLY gave up the ghost!!! (same theme...use enough gun!!!!)
 
Many years ago...

I was a social worker.

{waiting for gasps to die down}

Specifically, I was a "youth advocate worker", which entailed a lot of role modeling for disadvantaged, adjudicated youths.

After dropping the last youth off around 10:30pm in Camden, NJ, it was time to head home. Rolling down Kaighns blvd, I was sidetracked into a side street by a detour sign, which funnelled me into a trap.

Up ahead, I saw that the road was blocked by cars, and a mob of about a dozen people were waiting for me to blunder ahead.

A quick look in the rearview showed that the denizens where trying to block off my escape to the rear with another car.

An '86 Buick Regal packs a small V8, and I poured every bit of horsepower it had into it's reverse gear, and beat the trap closure by inches by taking the sidewalk. You can do amazing things with the benefit of adrenalin and that wierd "slow time" effect you get in emergencies.

I found a cop on the way out of town, and filled him in. He didn't seem particularly suprised, :what: and said they'd go clear them out.

So much for social work.

I didn't have a firearm on me at the time, but you can bet that I wished I did. I suspect the can of mace and other melee weapons I had about my person wouldn't have served me as well as I had liked had I not been able to extract myself.
 
IRAN JULY 1978-APRIL 1979
Working for Bell Helicopter when the revolution started, thousands of anti- Shah rioter in the streets, the military machine gunning them down, every second building in Tehran (Banks, movie theaters, liqour shops, restaurants serving beer) torched and burnt to the ground, 90% of foreigners cars and homes firebombed, (no physical casulties, just property damage, the revolutionaries were careful about that). revolutionaries firing off the roofs all night, while government tanks cruise the streets randomly loosing the 30 cal. and 50 cal machine guns in every direction. Sleeping in the cellar to avoid the random fire. Living on a barter system of Vodka, opium, coffee, sugar, rice, tabacco, gold coins, kerosene, and gasoline (pay attention, these are the things you need to have stockpiled), Driving around the streets of Esfahan with a picture of the Shah on one side and a picture of the Ayatollah on the other side and every time we came to a crowd of demonstrators, determining whose side they were on and switching the picture to accomodate them.

THE DHOFAR REGION OF OMAN. 1975-77.
Flying in the Shah's helicopters in support of and with British SAS'ers putting down the Communist back Southern Yemen insurgents stirring up trouble in the area. Lots of small arms fire around there.

Afghanistan `1980-89
In and out of the "stan" with the Royal Saudi Air force supplying the mujahedeen rebels in their resistence to the Soviet occupation. Had to smoke snake heads and scorpians tails with the guys, they also liked to apply red hot iron to your forearms to prove resistence to torture. Saw a few poor soviet soldiers hung on meathooks in the butchers Bazaar (market)Remember what Kipling said: " If you're wounded on the Afghan plains, roll over on your rifle and blow out your brains" you don't want to be captured alive by these guys, fortunately we were allies at the time. Brought back lots of camels in trade for ordinance.

Morocco 1970. got caught up in an attempted overthrow of the, King Hassan II. Layed face down in a swimming pool for what seemed like an eternity while rebels did a lot a shooting at the Kings birthday party guests, lucked out on that one.

India 1971
During the war with Pakistan, helped the Goans build bonfires on the beaches to attract Pakistani submarines to liberate them, it didn't work.

Nepal-Tibet 1970-1971
Made some forays into Chinese occupied Tibet under the auspices of Nepals "Chini" Lama with the Dali Lama's guerilla fighters (Tsampa's) to steal temple relics to finance their anti Chinese activities, eating Yak milk that's put in goat skins with the hair on the inside and put under the saddle of your Tibetan pony to churn it into butter that's mixed with millet to make breakfast, lunch and dinner, yum yum yum. Lots of small arms fire in that arena.

Bolivia late 1960's
Seemed to be in the neighborhood when Che Gueverra was captured and assassinated, lots of "security" activity in the area. "nuf said"

SE Asia 1972ish
doing a little kicking for an unknown airline, oh what fun that was, but it paid pretty well at the time, lot's of small arms fire in that area.

Dahman, Saudi Arabia 1991
Sitting on the roof of my villa with a bunch of the "guys" drinking "Siddeeki"
(home made moonshine) watching Scuds drop into the neighborhood. Finally got the word to move north and then the Turkey shoot began. RSAF's AC130's about 6000 rounds a minute, with 10 tons of ammo in the shute, that'll sure get your attention.

Shoot, can't wait to get back to Arizona and settle down once and for all among the cool pines of the northern high country.

BTW TABing is SAS slang for Tactically Avoiding Bullets/Blades ing
 
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