Nah. I’m talking more of like a planned out, short term, evac bunker type of deal he had planned to go to on Inauguration Day, waiting out the craziness from the arrests, power outages, martial law, ensuing riots, etc.
Kind of like my father in law used to tell stories of when he was a teenager, from the time when he turned 12 years old, he and his bro would get dropped by their dad up on Boulder Mt. down by Capital Reef to tend the sheep flocks for the summer every year. They would be out there by themselves sometimes for weeks without seeing a soul. So, sometimes, they would ride on over to the other side of the mountain and look down to the highway just to see if they could see trucks driving on the highway to verify if there were other living beings still around.
He probably had this bug out trip planned to get out of dodge, get away from society for a couple weeks, then poke back in to see if there was anything left, send out the metaphorical dove to see if it returned with a branch to know if there is dry land anywhere.