I just learned the hard way the truth about not counting your chickens before they are hatched. This is but one of the many failures I have experienced over the past several years as I have been trying to climb the learning curve of several different self-sufficiency skills. I wanted to share my experiences with the other readers of SurvivalBlog in hopes—not so much that you can learn from my mistakes though if that happens, wonderful!—but as much as anything to encourage you to start now making your own mistakes and learning from them if you haven’t already.
“Fail fast” is a term we don’t hear a lot of anymore, but it was big in tech circles a short while ago. It essentially means try lots of things and test often, fixing mistakes and errors along the way or learning early if a different direction needs to be undertaken. It is a practice that I think we preppers should be doing now and if we aren’t already, we need to start immediately.
If this nation and this world continue along the path we seem to be heading down faster and faster, then we are going to need to be providing for ourselves from our own resources in the near future. For most of us, this will mean having not only essential materials (seeds, animals, water, protection, etc.) but the essential skill set to use and manage these resources reliably and successfully. But the reality is that many, maybe most of us, even when our stores of essentials are deep, don’t have the skills developed to such a level that we can know that we will be able to provide for ourselves and our families in the long run. This is where implementing the concept of fail fast now—when we can afford to make our mistakes and recover from them—becomes so important.
If we wait until we must depend on our skills to get by, we are past the point of easily recovering from those inevitable mistakes. And if you can learn from my mistakes and fast failures, so much the better!
My chicken saga began several years ago, when I ordered a batch of chicks from a local feed store. I did quite a bit right, I think, at first. I had the coop and a run built by the time they were to arrive. I had all the supplies I needed on hand as well. When the chicks came, they went right into the ready brood box with a heat lamp, bedding, feed, and water. The box had to be in our breezeway (I’m not sure my wife thinks I did this part right as still years later she claims the breezeway smells like chickens) because of the cold temperatures in this region that early in the year. The box had a screened top to keep our cats away from the chicks, so that though they enjoyed sitting on top and watching them they couldn’t do them any harm. We enjoyed them, too, as did any grandkids or other children who came to visit.Continue reading“My Many Fast Failures – Part 1, by M.P.”


