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Now, on to the day’s Survival Scenario.
Your flight is hit by a huge thunderstorm two hours after take off. It’s a small jet with only twenty-five passengers, one flight attendant, and the pilot and copilot on board. After several lightning strikes the cabin suddenly goes black and all power in the plane is lost. In the cockpit the pilot and copilot battle with emergency backup systems to bring the plane in level, but the storm is raging and the plane is bouncing up and down like a yoyo. You know that you’re in deep trouble.
You look out the window and in a flash of lighting see that you’re no more than twenty-five feet over water. Screams fill the cabin and a split second later the plane hits and you’re thrown forward into your seat belt. The plane breaks apart and starts sinking. You throw off your seat belt and manage to battle your way out of the plane along with a few others. Within two minutes the small jet is gone and you and five or six other people are floating in the water. In another lighting flash you see that you’re only a few hundred yards from shore. Amazed at your good fortune you start swimming and goad the other survivors to come along with you.
On shore you take shelter under a fallen tree. A couple of hours later the storm abates, the sun comes up and you realize that the jet crashed into a small lake. You’re not sure where you are and as you look around there’s nothing but wilderness. You don’t hear any traffic or other man made noise. You figure the pilots were unable to radio a position or even a mayday before they lost power and you realize you’re on your own. What you don’t realize yet is that you’re over 75 miles off course and any search and rescue won’t come any where near your position.
With you are three men and two women. Two of the guys are business men, city folk, and don’t know anything about surviving in the wilderness. The man who seems to be knowledgeable about the forest has a broken leg and needs first aid. Of the two women one is a doctor and the other a wife and mother of three grown sons on a trip to visit her sick mom in Moncton, NB. After talking with them all for awhile you realize the two men just want to wait for someone to come rescue them while the others are willing to work at getting rescued. During the conversation with the others your best guess puts you in Northern Vermont or Northern Maine, or possibly in southern New Brunswick. Harsh territory to try and survive without equipment.
In addition to the broken leg (femur sticking out of the skin) of the woodsman, there are various sprains and cuts among the group. You have a gash on your head that would take about fifteen stitches if there was a medical kit, a possible concussion, and your right knees is swollen up like a softball, though you can still walk on it.
For equipment you manage to recover a few seat cushions, a sharp piece of the fuselage about four feet by two feet, 20 feet of rope, a few cans of soda, some wire, and a small multi-tool that the injured man had in his pocket. Too bad the airline wouldn’t let you bring your survival knife on the flight!
You can see several dead bodies floating in the lake and it’s the month of August.
Another asset you have is whatever skill and woodcraft you’ve developed over the years.
Using the Rule of Three’s… what do you do?
Here’s your crash location. You can look it up on Google Earth to get a better idea of the terrain although the location itself shouldn’t enter in to the scenario above because you don’t know where you’re at!
Northeast Piscataquis, ME