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meeting.
Summoned before the vetting panel they'd brought their own lights which outshone the group's candles. One man smacked himself on the forehead remembering the solar powered lights he'd left lining his own driveway as he'd bugged out in an overloaded motor home.
When Old Bill announced to the gathered group that they'd be trading the "Light Rocks" for a place to stay three families offered them quarters. Old Bill traded all four cases minus six they kept for themselves for a fifth wheel travel trailer near the gate. Keeping their truck for when "the troubles are over" the couple they'd bought the trailer from moved into the wife's parent's forty-five foot motor home and traded the Light Rocks to other members of the group.
In no time every household in the settlement had at least one Light Rock. Placing the solar powered LED lights in the sun to recharge their batteries every morning became a daily ritual for each household. When people wanted to turn out the lights in their trailer, camper or motor home they simply put a hat over the light or turned its light side down.
Old Bill had gutted the doe while they waited for admittance. He'd hung the corpse to cool and the next day showed some of the women of the settlement how to skin and butcher the deer. Many of the Settlement's women refused to even look at the hanging corpse. But he noticed they didn't seem to mind eating venison that night.
The Sanctuary Settlement had been organized by Maggie's parents, Sam and Virginia Chamberlain, who'd fled the city in a forty foot land yacht with their adult daughter Maggie and two sons; high school senor Bull, and twelve year old Buck. Maggie served as her parent's liaison officer, organizer and general straw boss. Her political prowess eclipsed her age and she was able to persuade people several times her age to do things they didn't really want to do.
The Chamberlains refused to fortify the corral or camp as they insisted on calling it. Saying they would share what they could with the less fortunate who might happen by. The Mountain men figured there'd be a bunch of those and kept quiet about their caches.
It wasn't long before the sanctuary had to stop sharing with outsiders. There were simply too many of them and even with Beacon's hunting, trapping and snaring; too little food to go around.
The Sanctuary Settlement's only concession to security was circling its thirty or so cars, campers, SUV's, vans, trailers and motor homes around an old twenty foot tall deer stand that stood near a spring in the middle of a large valley.
Much to the annoyance of others who stood watch in it Beacon knocked the top sections of the other three walls out of the box blind turning it into a true watchtower with a 360 degree view of the surrounding territory.
They claimed his modifications left them exposed to the wind. Which was true. The mountain men responded that the purpose of the watchtower was observation not comfort. Which was also true.
Beacon began taking the dusk to midnight shifts in the tower freeing up the other men to socialize in the evenings and most of them shut up.
Refugees coming up the trail from the lake told of a horde of outlaws wearing dark blue bandannas calling themselves "Blue Heads" who were pillaging to the south. Sam and Virginia refused to take any additional precautions saying such actions might be viewed as provocative.
Beacon's offer to give firearms instruction and devise plans of actions to respond to various scenarios had been vetoed by Sam and Virginia as too "militaristic" for a peaceful settlement. Beacon and Old Bill made sure all of their guns were fully loaded at all times after that.
First Blue Head Attack
The attack came in mid winter just before midnight. Beacon saw them emerging silently from the tree line and opened fire with his M1A trying to take out the ones in the front
Summoned before the vetting panel they'd brought their own lights which outshone the group's candles. One man smacked himself on the forehead remembering the solar powered lights he'd left lining his own driveway as he'd bugged out in an overloaded motor home.
When Old Bill announced to the gathered group that they'd be trading the "Light Rocks" for a place to stay three families offered them quarters. Old Bill traded all four cases minus six they kept for themselves for a fifth wheel travel trailer near the gate. Keeping their truck for when "the troubles are over" the couple they'd bought the trailer from moved into the wife's parent's forty-five foot motor home and traded the Light Rocks to other members of the group.
In no time every household in the settlement had at least one Light Rock. Placing the solar powered LED lights in the sun to recharge their batteries every morning became a daily ritual for each household. When people wanted to turn out the lights in their trailer, camper or motor home they simply put a hat over the light or turned its light side down.
Old Bill had gutted the doe while they waited for admittance. He'd hung the corpse to cool and the next day showed some of the women of the settlement how to skin and butcher the deer. Many of the Settlement's women refused to even look at the hanging corpse. But he noticed they didn't seem to mind eating venison that night.
The Sanctuary Settlement had been organized by Maggie's parents, Sam and Virginia Chamberlain, who'd fled the city in a forty foot land yacht with their adult daughter Maggie and two sons; high school senor Bull, and twelve year old Buck. Maggie served as her parent's liaison officer, organizer and general straw boss. Her political prowess eclipsed her age and she was able to persuade people several times her age to do things they didn't really want to do.
The Chamberlains refused to fortify the corral or camp as they insisted on calling it. Saying they would share what they could with the less fortunate who might happen by. The Mountain men figured there'd be a bunch of those and kept quiet about their caches.
It wasn't long before the sanctuary had to stop sharing with outsiders. There were simply too many of them and even with Beacon's hunting, trapping and snaring; too little food to go around.
The Sanctuary Settlement's only concession to security was circling its thirty or so cars, campers, SUV's, vans, trailers and motor homes around an old twenty foot tall deer stand that stood near a spring in the middle of a large valley.
Much to the annoyance of others who stood watch in it Beacon knocked the top sections of the other three walls out of the box blind turning it into a true watchtower with a 360 degree view of the surrounding territory.
They claimed his modifications left them exposed to the wind. Which was true. The mountain men responded that the purpose of the watchtower was observation not comfort. Which was also true.
Beacon began taking the dusk to midnight shifts in the tower freeing up the other men to socialize in the evenings and most of them shut up.
Refugees coming up the trail from the lake told of a horde of outlaws wearing dark blue bandannas calling themselves "Blue Heads" who were pillaging to the south. Sam and Virginia refused to take any additional precautions saying such actions might be viewed as provocative.
Beacon's offer to give firearms instruction and devise plans of actions to respond to various scenarios had been vetoed by Sam and Virginia as too "militaristic" for a peaceful settlement. Beacon and Old Bill made sure all of their guns were fully loaded at all times after that.
First Blue Head Attack
The attack came in mid winter just before midnight. Beacon saw them emerging silently from the tree line and opened fire with his M1A trying to take out the ones in the front
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