ID-shooting
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We all hear horrid and upsetting stories of encountering LEO's, I want to share one that went rather well.
Yesterday morning, I and two friends load my Jeep and head to the hills. We are looking for multiple critters (Wolf, Mt Lion, Badger, Fox, Grouse, and others) so we are armed appropriately. In my topless Wrangler are three 1911's (on our hips as we are headed into black bear country) an AR carbine, an AK74, a 12ga, and two 20ga shotguns. Also are our packs, food, water, and survival gear. This is a two-door year 2000 Wrangler so you get a good idea how stuffed it was.
Anyway, got a little too excited for the first hunting trip of the year and was rolling down the freeway extension that cuts through town, 60mph zone, about 45 min before sunrise and a car pulls in behind me with flashing lights, I look down, 72mph, CRAP!
I pull over, tell everyone to keep hands in plain view. Nice gentleman from the Idaho State Police walks up and says "good morning." Mt immediate reply is "Sir, we are on our way hunting and there are guns everywhere." He does a quick scan with his flashlight, open top Jeep, and says, "Why, yes there are. May I see your license, registration, insurance." I tell him I will have to reach for the glove box and my back pocket and replied that was fine. He proceeds to BS with my buddies while I begin to grab up my documents. I find my driver's license and registration, but amongst a stack of expired insurance cards, I cannot find the current one. We dig through everything in the glove box, nothing. poop. Seeing dollar signs racking up.
He sees this and says just show me your newest one. I hand those and my CWP over he looks at them and hands them back. Says, just a warning this time, keep it slow and good luck. He gets in his car and drives off.
I am kinda dumfounded, should have been speeding, no insurance (which I had, just not with me), two no seat belts and he could have made things rough by wanting to check each gun.
I must say, we were all pleasantly surprised. I wish I had gotten his name or something to make a comment to his bosses about how professional, polite, and respectful he was. Of course we are just a polite to him as well.
Anyway, enough of my "Good rant." Oh, we did not bring anything back home but had an excellent day on the mountain. That is why they call it "hunting" and not "shooting."
Yesterday morning, I and two friends load my Jeep and head to the hills. We are looking for multiple critters (Wolf, Mt Lion, Badger, Fox, Grouse, and others) so we are armed appropriately. In my topless Wrangler are three 1911's (on our hips as we are headed into black bear country) an AR carbine, an AK74, a 12ga, and two 20ga shotguns. Also are our packs, food, water, and survival gear. This is a two-door year 2000 Wrangler so you get a good idea how stuffed it was.
Anyway, got a little too excited for the first hunting trip of the year and was rolling down the freeway extension that cuts through town, 60mph zone, about 45 min before sunrise and a car pulls in behind me with flashing lights, I look down, 72mph, CRAP!
I pull over, tell everyone to keep hands in plain view. Nice gentleman from the Idaho State Police walks up and says "good morning." Mt immediate reply is "Sir, we are on our way hunting and there are guns everywhere." He does a quick scan with his flashlight, open top Jeep, and says, "Why, yes there are. May I see your license, registration, insurance." I tell him I will have to reach for the glove box and my back pocket and replied that was fine. He proceeds to BS with my buddies while I begin to grab up my documents. I find my driver's license and registration, but amongst a stack of expired insurance cards, I cannot find the current one. We dig through everything in the glove box, nothing. poop. Seeing dollar signs racking up.
He sees this and says just show me your newest one. I hand those and my CWP over he looks at them and hands them back. Says, just a warning this time, keep it slow and good luck. He gets in his car and drives off.
I am kinda dumfounded, should have been speeding, no insurance (which I had, just not with me), two no seat belts and he could have made things rough by wanting to check each gun.
I must say, we were all pleasantly surprised. I wish I had gotten his name or something to make a comment to his bosses about how professional, polite, and respectful he was. Of course we are just a polite to him as well.
Anyway, enough of my "Good rant." Oh, we did not bring anything back home but had an excellent day on the mountain. That is why they call it "hunting" and not "shooting."