Hey, here’s one for all my police buddies out there. How many times have you retrieved incriminating evidence from a suspect who then exclaimed, “Hey, how’d that get in there?” Or “No way, that’s not mine!” Or “I have no idea where that came from…”
Lesson of the Day: If you’re gonna carry the same bag around all the time (including on trips to the range), consider periodically dumping it out and completely scouring its contents in order to rid yourself of the odd errant fly-away round that might happen to snuggle itself down into the deepest crevice of said bag unbeknownst to you. That way, when you eventually attempt to board a plane with said bag months or years later, you won’t end up getting molested by the TSA and signing a bunch of scary paperwork and feeling like a common criminal.
Government interrogation notwithstanding, I had a fabulous time in Vegas!!! Not at the blackjack tables (yawn), but here:
That’s our Federal government for you. Always there to “help.”
If I had known you were there I would have bought you a round of clays to blast at the Clark County Shooting Complex. I was there visiting a family member that had surgery.
The range is not far from he hospital so it was easy to travel between the two. 🙂
If you don’t have a designated range bag that will NEVER see the inside of an airport or cross the borders of banana republics like Mexico, NJ, DC, etc., you need to empty the bag and search it with a flashlight.
Search it like your freedom depends on it…..it does.
Amen to that. Lesson learned. Dang it, sorry I missed you! Never shot at clays before. No idea about any of that stuff…
Ouch! Hope you didn’t lose too much time with TSA.
Of greater concern frankly are the two luggage safes they completely destroyed, even though I gave them the combinations to open them the easy way. That of course left my equipment completely accessible in the belly of the plane. Now that’s what I call Transportation Security.