You Ever Forget Your Gun Somewhere and Someone Else Finds It?

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No But I actually fear it.

A number of years ago on the annual migration to Florida I made a pit stop at the first rest stop in Florida on 95. The LCP on a belt clip would slip off while sitting with pants down around ankles and so I removed it and laid it on top of the paper dispenser.

At home lying in bed. , just before dropping off I remembered the gun. Jumping out of bed I check the top of the dresser where I place it at night, no LCP.

Lord almighty I’ve forgotten it on top of that tissue dispenser in that stall. Following an hour or so of what to do, it’s a 300 mile journey, one way, to that
rest area, I decide to lay back down. What seemed like hours lying there with thoughts, call the state police, if it’s found and turned in the numbers can be traced to me, if some one uses it the numbers can be traced to me, write it off it’s a cheap pistol. Yadda yadda yadda. Just before drooping off again my mind recalls a memory of a muted thud.
Jumping out of bed I hit the floor and sweep my arm under the bed. There about 18 inches or so under the bed is the pistol. Needless to say I was one happily gun owner. If that pistol had lips I’d have kissed them.
In my defense I had driven 800 miles down I-95 that day and was silly tired. After that I put the pistol in my pocket when the pants came down. Later I sold it and replaced it with one that doesn’t have the clip. It just rides in the front pants pocket always.
 
Never. Left a SW model 66 in a zippered black pistol case on a picnic table at a friend's private range one time. (We sat and talked until after dark.) When I was at home cleaning guns at midnight I realized I was missing one. Went back and found it. Never misplaced another.
 
Never. Left a SW model 66 in a zippered black pistol case on a picnic table at a friend's private range one time. (We sat and talked until after dark.) When I was at home cleaning guns at midnight I realized I was missing one. Went back and found it. Never misplaced another.


At least your situation is more forgivable being at a friends private range.

Leaving a gun in a public place could be a nightmare.
 
Saw a guy leave a Win m94 30-30 on the shooting bench at a gun club. He never came back. Another member took it home for safe keeping , to return to the guy later.
 
When my wife and I had membership orientation at our local gun club, we were told about how many members in the past have left firearms and shooting gear at shooting stations - in my mind, “Uh, nobody does that, right?”
We have been members for less than a year now - have already had two instances of being approached and asked if a firearm that was found laying at another shooting station belonged to us - “Uh, yes they do.”
 
You'd be surprised how many people leave guns in hotel/motel rooms by accident. Most are legit, some guys are criminals.
 
had one fall off when using the toilet but that's as bad as it ever got. Always secure it upon your person.
 
Was hunting out in the back 40 with my younger brother years ago and we were packing up to come down off the hill. Left a rifle on the side of the PU bed. Putting things in the cab and the cell (bag phone) rings. Aunt invited us to a home cooked meal. We hopped in and proceeded there. Cousin asked what I was hunting with this year. Come on I'll show you and we head to the truck. No rifle, only empty case in bed. Backtrack with a spotlight about 10 miles and find it about 3 feet from where we started off in the tall grass up in a field. WHEW!! Now I always double check for anything else missing, always still doing it many years later.
 
I've seen about 3 ARs left at carbine matches. I did leave a little folding chair at a match in Tulsa. I left another in a TX match but the match director put it in his truck for next time.
 
I haven't but my father left a shotgun leaned up against a tree once. He also left a pocket knife stuck in a tree. Both were noticed missing when he got home and both were found upon his return to where he last remembered them. Both events happened in his later years.

I also knew a guy who had a brand new IPSC race gun built. He took it to the range and shot it. He put it away in his range bag and placed the bag on top his car. He then drove off down the road and never saw the gun or range bag again. Old age wasn't his excuse but he still owed the gunsmith the entire price of the missing pistol.

ETA - I did leave something at an IPSC match once but got it back. Don't remember what it was but it was minor, like a cap or something. The big thing that happened that day was getting "shot" when I hit a crater on a pepper popper and the big part of the bullet came back and struck me on the breast bone. Also had a nice long crease down the outside of my right arm. Should've seen the look on people's faces when I stopped for a big soda on the way home.
 
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I left my dads 336 leaned against a fence when I was about 15. It was closing day of rifle season and we were in a hurry to make it to the funeral home for visitation for a friends mother. I shot a small buck and in the hurry to get the deer loaded and get to town the gun got left. We realized it as we left the farm but knew it was where nobody would find it. We got back to it about midnight and then went home.
 
Sometimes I wonder how guns (and major components thereof) wound up where I found them.

For example, an old barn burned down just down the road from my school when I was in seventh grade
A local hippie kid suggested that I was responsible. I wasn't, of course, but that brought the whole thing to my attention.

I checked out the ruins. Not much of interest until I came across what was left of an old wood stove.
The oven held the receiver and mechanism of an old lever-action .22, too rusty and roasted to identify.

I just left it there rather than pack it six miles home.

I often wonder how it wound up in that odd place - and how long it sat there... .
 
Its a real nightmare of mine and I try REALLY HARD to avoid it becoming a reality.

When going to public toilets,I try to actually keep my eye on the gun as a reminder.

So far ,so good.= and at age 72 I "almost" feel safe
Routine things take a little more thought the older we get. I find things that don’t belong in places where they don’t belong. ;);)
 
Had one instance in the military where I left a weapon in the porta john. A few hours alone with my squad leader remedied that mistake and it never happened again. Thankfully he did take into account I was carrying 3 weapons (M249, M4, and M9) and I only left one of them behind.
 
An M16 from my unit vanished into thin air in the Grafenwohr training area in 1989. We spent a month looking for it but we never found it. It's probably in some German's attic.
 
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