Potholes are your friend. I've literally scooped water out of a shallow depression in a rock with a spoon. It was enough to make breakfast tea which in turn was enough to get me to the next little spring. It took, I don't know, 15 minutes to get 2 liters at the little spring. I used a Sierra cup which I painstakingly held still while it filled so as not to dislodge organic matter. I then strained it through a bandana, poured it into a larger vessel, and Steri-penned it. It was actually very good water, just not much volume of flow.bluerail wrote:Exactly Jim, water when it's critical, is water. Surely try to squeeze some out of the source, but I've drank out of scummy holes a time or two and I'm still here. I've a bad dose of giardia and it's miserable. But _eventually_ you get over it. When someone told me putting dirt in the bottles would possibly keep a person from drinking it and instead risk dying, well, you know right off they've never been in trouble. Like its been mentioned, if these people could not call for a helicopter ride, i think many of these people would self rescue and have a more meaningful experience. although probably sucky and tough at the time.
By some miracle, I've never had Giardiasis, but my sister has. Helped her lose weight.
With respect to water at the rescue boxes, I think either use a) dirty water labeled "dirty but may save your life" or b) stop stocking them entirely. A full, unsealed bottle of Gatorade or clear water is just too much temptation for a lot of folks. Stocking the boxes with fresh water is just enabling sorry losers to take emergency supplies out of the very hands of the dying. We should have no part in enabling such.
HJ


