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Hi all,
First, to my fellow Ontarians, I hope everyone has made or is making it through today's series of tornadoes and thunderstorms OK. My usual hiking spots up near Blue Mountains got hammered today. Multiple confirmed tornado sighting, loads of reported damage, and at least one fatality so far. Also, I haven't been able to get in touch with my family up there yet, which I'm chalking up to power outages, but is nonetheless disconcerting.
Anyway, on to the PSK stuff. I was in downtown Toronto this afternoon, working out of a coffee shop and availing myself of their free air conditioning, when the storm broke. Crazy thunder and lighting. Streets were flooded in about a minute, and everyone walking down the street (90% of whom were not prepared for the forecasted weather) started rushing inside, though it was the kind of rain that soaks you en route.
I had my PSK stuffed in my backpack. It takes up too much space for EDC, but I took it with me today because Toronto has a history of going to hell in a handbasket when the weather acts up.
Anyway, some of the folks who had wandered in were wearing sodden (or skimpy - or skimpy and sodden) clothing in a place where the air conditioning was going full-tilt, and they were just sitting there, shaking, staring out the window. So, out comes my big PSK, which had three large garbage bags and a space blanket in it. I had another space blanket stuffed at the bottom of my backpack, so that came out, too. You should have seen the looks I got.
Three people shared the two space blankets (after using napkins to dry off as best they could), and a few others accepted garbage bags with head and arm-holes (courtesy of a Koster forum knife!) as impromptu rain jackets for their ill-advised dashes back to their cars. Gratitude ensued. I scored a free cup of coffee out of the whole thing.
A few folks at the next table asked why I carry all of this stuff around, and if I'm some kind of survivalist. I told them that this is just how I get my hands on free coffee when it's raining. Then we had a chat about the difference between being a 'survivalist' (that term has so much baggage) and someone who takes preparedness in mind. It was a good conversation.
That's about it. The downside to the whole situation is that now I have to head down to MEC tomorrow to buy some more space blankets - and I might as well be a kid in a candy store when I walk in there.
All the best,
- Mike
First, to my fellow Ontarians, I hope everyone has made or is making it through today's series of tornadoes and thunderstorms OK. My usual hiking spots up near Blue Mountains got hammered today. Multiple confirmed tornado sighting, loads of reported damage, and at least one fatality so far. Also, I haven't been able to get in touch with my family up there yet, which I'm chalking up to power outages, but is nonetheless disconcerting.
Anyway, on to the PSK stuff. I was in downtown Toronto this afternoon, working out of a coffee shop and availing myself of their free air conditioning, when the storm broke. Crazy thunder and lighting. Streets were flooded in about a minute, and everyone walking down the street (90% of whom were not prepared for the forecasted weather) started rushing inside, though it was the kind of rain that soaks you en route.
I had my PSK stuffed in my backpack. It takes up too much space for EDC, but I took it with me today because Toronto has a history of going to hell in a handbasket when the weather acts up.
Anyway, some of the folks who had wandered in were wearing sodden (or skimpy - or skimpy and sodden) clothing in a place where the air conditioning was going full-tilt, and they were just sitting there, shaking, staring out the window. So, out comes my big PSK, which had three large garbage bags and a space blanket in it. I had another space blanket stuffed at the bottom of my backpack, so that came out, too. You should have seen the looks I got.

Three people shared the two space blankets (after using napkins to dry off as best they could), and a few others accepted garbage bags with head and arm-holes (courtesy of a Koster forum knife!) as impromptu rain jackets for their ill-advised dashes back to their cars. Gratitude ensued. I scored a free cup of coffee out of the whole thing.
A few folks at the next table asked why I carry all of this stuff around, and if I'm some kind of survivalist. I told them that this is just how I get my hands on free coffee when it's raining. Then we had a chat about the difference between being a 'survivalist' (that term has so much baggage) and someone who takes preparedness in mind. It was a good conversation.
That's about it. The downside to the whole situation is that now I have to head down to MEC tomorrow to buy some more space blankets - and I might as well be a kid in a candy store when I walk in there.
All the best,
- Mike