Pretty sure I'd be fine. I grew up on a farm, spent the first 20 years of my life growing, harvesting and killing just about everything imaginable, so I'd be pretty well off.
I spent every weekend for about 10 years in Kananaskis with my dad and his friends riding in by horse to remote hunting camps, have fished high mountain lakes, made my own lean to's, made a fire using 1 match in pouring rain, used a topo map and compass and killed wild game and help dress it in the wild. One of my fondest memories was being sent out away from his camp at about 12 years old to build my own lean to in the woods. He said it was for my own survival skills....and later on I figured out it was so him and his friends could get loaded and not be bothered by some kid wondering what was going on. I've tracked moose, elk, deer and even the odd bear (although I've never seen a grizzly in the wild I've been on one of their kills that was about a day old).
I can use pretty much every calibre rifle/shotgun and handgun fairly proficiently (except handguns....not too much experience with them). I know how to trap and skin most animals. Hell, I've even made moonshine, which is BY FAR the most important skill anyone could ask for.
I'm also pretty good at the winter survival skills, having put in a few years in the winter backcountry. I can build snowcaves, have basic mountaineering skills as well as avalanche condition evaluation.
So yeah, if the apocolypse happened I'd be the guy in and around K-Country with my family running around in deer skin mukluks with a beaver hat and 30 trout on a smoker in front of my sod hut. I'd be like that guy in the Postman, except waaaaaay better looking.
And yes, my father stockpiles weapons and food (not to mention wine) in case the world ends and we need to move to the mountains. He's quite proud of it, too.
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