Whilst trawling for indoor activities recently, I stumbled across paracord bracelets and promptly fell into a black, braided-nylon hole.
It became clear, very quickly, that I’ve been worryingly underprepared for the curveballs life might throw at me.
Emergency tourniquet for a severed limb? Paracord’ll fix it.
Improvised gillnet for an unplanned trout dinner? Paracord, naturally.
A shin-high tripwire to alert me to intruders or roaming children? You know the drill.