Oh Canada!

I suspect its some kind of giant groundhog.

 

When are eating all this beaver, how do you hear the music? :gotmyatte

The only problem with living off the land is that it can't support very many people. Civilization exists only because of agriculture. Keynes is temporarily in abeyance.

OTOH, you won't miss the technology, you'll be too busy staying alive. Been there, fuck that!

 

A Kodiak Marmoset is the world's largest smallest primate, only found in the canadian wilderness. They are said to be one of the most the most brutal and vicious animals in the world, ranking right up there with the wolverine and honey badger.

I first came to learn about them from Ren & Stimpy, during the episode where they join the Royal Canadian Kilted Yaksmen.

 

Honey Badger?? Are they related to the Dire Badger?

My favorite from Ren and Stimpy, is Powdered-Toast Man!!!!!

 

85% of the Canadian population lives with in 100 miles of the Canadian Border so there is plenty of space to fit a few survialists. After a certain distance north hoever most of the land is swamp so I wouldn't advise building a castle.

 

You all seem to be overlooking the most important part of Necro's move to the Northern Wastes, away from people.

When the Zombie Plague happens, and believe me it will, he'll be one of the lucky ones. Living away from urban areas gives a greater chance of survival and he'll have very few "roamers" to deal with.

I've already got plans to head far NW of Chicago when this occurs.

 

This is quite correct. All part of the plan. I KNOW the zombie holocaust is coming and I plan to be somewhere they are not going to get to.

But the canadian zombies are different than U.S. zombies. The canadian zombies wear snowshoes and ride snowmobiles. while the U.S. zombies shuffle along. U.S. zombies will be looking for Blackberries and cell phones and laptops while the canadian zombies are going to be looking for Labatt's. This is my only concern because my root cellar will have many thousands of cases of Labatt's, Mooseheads and Molson's.

Even though they are protected by the chill of death, if they try and come and get me in the deep woods, ice will form on them and stop them. Plus, if they try trailblazing through the snow, they are eventually going to come to a spot where the snow is untouched and pure on the surface but there's a 1000 foot drop off a cliff underneath it. I've thought through all contingencies already. Plus it's going to hard for them to shuffle at me when they lose their legs, and then their arms, to numerous bear traps.

*edit*
Are bear traps still legal? I mean, they can remove a human being's leg very handily. I could see the DNR or whatever it's sister office is called in Canada, outlawing them. I'd hate to step on a bear trap. Really hate it.

*edit 2*
I just remembered the brand of gun I'll need. It's a Hawken, .50 caliber muzzle loader. Friggin sweet. No scopes. You actually have to work on developing your shooting accuracy more because they can tend to be off a bit, what with it's kick being like a mule kick. And the bullets are actually balls that don't tend to be very aerodynamic.

 

Stay clear of the domestics! They may be better then the American beers you're used to but they still taste like piss.

 

I'm looking forward to the Zombie Holocaust. But, then I was raised on TV.

 

I thought that if the end of the world would come, that it would be in Australia first because you are a day ahead?

 

Who's talking about the end of the world? Another Zombie Holocaust is just business as usual. :shrug:

 

You know what Canada really makes me think of? A beer commercial from the 70s, when I was just growing up. The best of all beer commercials anywhere because it was aimed at kids, lol.

Remember the Hamm's cartoon bear in the woods and the rest of the cartoon crew?

*lumberjack voice*

From the Land of Sky Blue Waters, (*female voice* waters)
From the land of pines' lofty balsams,
Comes the beer refreshing,
Hamm's the beer refreshing.
Brewed where nature works her wonders,
Aged for many moons, gently mellowed,
Hamm's the beer refreshing,
Hamm's the beer refreshing.
From across the rippling water,
Through the whisp'ring pines and birches,
Comes the beer refreshing,
Hamm's the beer refreshing.
Comes a call to cool enchantment,
Comes a call to cool refreshment,
Hamm's the beer refreshing,
Hamm's the beer refreshing.
Hints of lakes and sunset breezes,
Dance and sparkle in each glassful,
Hamm's the beer refreshing,
Hamm's the beer refreshing.

HAMMS!

Oh yeah, that's the stuff.

And let us not forget the best movie to ever come out of Canada, Slapshot, followed closely by Strange Brew. The Hanson Brothers are my heroes, and I ain't talking about the band Hanson with the 2 brothers and 1 hot small chick.

 

I'd never heard of these commercials or the beer, but upon seeing them I quite like it

http://www.dailymotion.com/video/xvlqk_1952-hamms-beer_ads

I wanted to show you a picture of the roads to work when I was in Alberta when it was -45 for two weeks..

I hope you're well insulated when you decide to go on your venture

 

Dick Proenneke did it. Mind you it was Alaska and not Canada, but if you have the will, and do not mind the solitude, you can accomplish what you wish. I plan and doind something similar one day. I do alot of solo back country trekking as it is now. Anyway here ya go...

The spring of 1967, Dick Proenneke began his recon of what would be his home in the Alaskan wilderness for thirty years. During that summer Dick found the site, cut logs and stacked them for drying while he spent his last year as jack of all trades diesel mechanic.
Being from Primrose, Iowa and born with an undeteredsource of patience, he carved out a life alone and enjoyed it. He photographed and filmed himself doing every task. He carried his tools into the wilderness and made their handles or shafts as he needed them.
From his solid wood door hinges on a dutch door to his garden and fresh potatoes, he inspires us all that we can do without the electric trappings of life today! At fifty years of age he implemented his life's plan. Denied service for his country due to illness, he swore to never have another sick day in his life.
From the waste of big game hunters he filled his cache and lived well. With his own seasonal hunting permit he covered the rest of his meals. Seasonally, he would recieve a flown in shipment of dry goods and news. He prided himself on his runway shoveling skill.
His cabin building required paddleing loads of logs large and small back to his cabin site. He paddled an aluminum canoe back and forth between the two lakes he lived on as his cabin is on the upper.
From the telling of his cabin building and making his table, bowls and fireplace he will inspire you. He reused white fuel cans for storage and learned to support his diet with forest foods. The book is one you won't want to put down. The PBS special (his video tapes) shows more of the rugged Alaska wilderness then the books photos, but when he describes the scenery, you'll see it!

To get the book request it through your library or check out PBS for fund raising offers. $15.00 is well worth it.