What is your “Best Place” to live as a prepper? With regards to: climate, water availability, firearm ownership/use, housing costs, unobtrusive gov’t, local agriculture, cost of living, etc.
What’s the best thing about this place and what is the worst about it?
Wherever I hang my hat is my perfect location as there is always good and bad. After living on multiple 'best scenario', none of them really are. I just make do with what I have and adapt or change the situation.
When I had my 40 acre homestead in British Columbia out in the bush, it was my perfect location. No neighbors for the most part. You did not need to have building permits. Climate was zone 2/3, so you had to have 2x the size of a garden to get almost the amount you would need where I live now and can get out of a garden. I had 2 wells, one I could drop a 5 gallon bucket down if needed. I had lakes galore as well. I have drank out of lakes up there (after it was boiled). It was good as I was far enough from major grocery shopping, I only did it every 3-4 months and dropped $1,200 at a time. It taught me to have a more skookum pantry than I normally did. I raised 100% of my eggs, beef, pork, chicken, goat, turkey and 60% of my veggies and milk. I could have made birch syrup like some of my friends did for sugar, but I bought it instead. Firearms we owned. There were ways to get around CORE and such. No one I knew had a registered gun. No one I knew had a handgun however either. My 40 acre farm, 1 acre pond with a house and barns I paid $90,000CA for. My same farm, would have sold for $300,000+ in the area I am now. The government pretty much forgot about us even when we had wildfires and pretty much unless there was a murder (one confirmed in 25 years, 5 people missing) or huge dope growing going on, did not bother heading out to where we lived. We grew mostly beef and wheat out that way. No commercial crops but one CSA and home gardens. Good area for keeping seed pure. In the 1930's there was alot of grain growing happening, but it slowly faded off as travel became easier. Paved roads were not even a reality in most places up there until the last 20 years. Unless you had satelitte TV, you had none. You had one radio station in the house, you could get a bit more in a vehicle in certain places. Cell phones did not work unless you were right IN town. Internet was 14.0 kbps. Firewood was free for the taking. My electric was $25/mo in the summer due to canning, $12.50 in the winter. My land taxes were $325 a year. Gasoline was high (although it is lower now than in the states at the moment). Roads were not for the faint hearted in the winter. Living up there can be rough winter or summer. You had to butcher your own animals no matter how big as it could be months before you could get a guy out to kill and dress them. You had to be responsible for yourself. You have to watch each step you take or it could be fatal. You had to always be bear and moose aware. Life is easier there, it is harder there. It really does suck to go out at -40F or colder to pitch hay and do chores in the dark for a couple hours. And when you mentally complain about being out there, you tell yourself the other choice and you remember why you are out there and you suck it up. You have to learn to repair things on your own as you cannot just call the local plumber, electrician, etc. You really can forget the rest of the world exists there. It is not a lifestyle for the weak or you will be weeded out pretty quickly.
Where I am now is "perfect" too. I own my home as I bought it cash from the sale of my beloved farm. I am debt free other than taxes and monthly utility bills etc. I have a larger home which is not a cabin. I have less property and cannot grow large livestock, but I get alot of free llamas to butcher. I have gleaners down here and pretty much do not have to go shopping but for milk. I can have a 12 month garden here. It is easier to breed rabbits here due to the daylight length and I do raise and butcher my own meat still, just a different type of meat. My taxes are alot higher. My utilities are alot higher. I CAN GET RADIO!!!! My neighbors are closer and yet we don't know each other well. I still refuse to have curtains on my windows. Agriculture I am dead in the middle of. You cannot throw a rock (even as sucky as I can throw a rock -- in other words hit the deck) without hitting something ag-wise. I can't toss sheep in my front yard to mow the grass. I have multiple water sources. We don't have the wildfire issues here, we have the flooding and earthquake issues here. If I am hungry I cannot drop a moose in my front yard.
It probably evens out after you do all the columns VS both places. There are pro's and cons to being remote. There are pro's and cons to being more urban. I like where I am now as there is more culture and things for my daughter to learn from and about. We don't have to travel as far to see friends. She will not have to go as far to go to school. We see out limited family more often so she will know her grandparent and have a sense of family since we had none in Canada. Even if I had 2-3 more acres here where I am, I would be completely satisfied as I really miss my goats and I do not like my poultry so far away at my friends house.
I always have been the type to make lemonaide (and quality lemonaide at that) out of lemons. The three homesteads I have been on were someone else's garbage and had been the 'difficult, been on the sales list for 4-10 years' and there were bets on which realtor would finally get someone to by the place I always see the diamond in the rough and have the knowledge of what to look for and how to fix it. Each of the places have been vastly different from each other and when I change climates there was a huge learning curve. If I had to BO from either of the places, I would choose down here over up north. 9 months of winter living out of a backpack is eons. Up there you can disappear easier. Here you can too, but differently. There are more Mother nature related events here which I did not have to deal with up north. So I still think for me, the perfect place is where I hang my hat.