Flying with a Firearm

Until this trip, I’d never checked a firearm while flying. It was an interesting experience. I took my Kimber Ultra CDP II and my Comp-Tac Minotaur holster. I’ve modified the Kimber slightly. At Chris Byrne’s suggestion I’ve added a stainless S&A mag guide with an arched mainspring housing, and replaced the original checkered Double-Diamond grips with a smooth set of Cocobolo grips cut for the magwell from Hogue. I packed these in the original Kimber plastic container along with the factory 7-round and one Chip McCormick 8-round magazine. To meet the “original packaging” requirement, I dug through my reloading bench and found a 20-round box that originally contained Cor-Bon 45ACP+P loads, and put 20 of my handloads in it, then locked the box with two sturdy Masterlocks.

The guy at the Phoenix Delta counter was pleased that I’d followed the rules, gave the pistol a cursory glance to ensure the magazine well was empty, and sent me on my way to the TSA guys and their X-ray machine. They did not ask to see the pistol.

On the way back, the ladies at the Norfolk Delta counter ooh’d and ahhh’d. “That’s pretty!” one of them said. “I really need to learn to shoot,” said another.

As Tam once put it, I love being in American-occupied America.

The TSA guy in Norfolk wanted to look at the gun. Again, all he did was check to ensure the magazine well was empty and the magazines were unloaded. “Nobody ever checks the chamber,” I commented. “We’re not allowed to touch the gun,” he replied, “but when I put it through the X-ray machine, I’ll be able to see if there’s a round in the chamber.”

As I noted below, I made the flight from Atlanta to Phoenix, but my bag didn’t. It’s an uncomfortable feeling knowing that your luggage – with a lot of expensive stuff in it – might not be showing up as scheduled. This further reinforces my resolve to drive where I need to go if at all possible.

I’m Going to be On the Radio, er… Internet!

Tonight’s exciting episode of Gun Nuts: The Next Generation will be an exclusive follow-up to the Para-USA Weekend at Blackwater. Caleb will be interviewing several of the attendees, including yours truly during the show which will run a full hour rather than the standard 45 minutes.

As always, you can “tune in” at at 11:00PM Eastern, or catch it as a podcast the next day.

Quote of the Day

After two trips thru the shoot house, this really isn’t that exciting. Hmmm, a motel fire.Dave Hardy, from a motel in Arlington, VA this morning.

Here’s the view out the front door of his room when he awoke:

Apparently it wasn’t any big deal to the firefighters either. They didn’t bother to evacuate the other lodgers.

On the Ground in Phoenix

On the Ground in Phoenix

I’ve been here for about an hour and 15 minutes. I made it to the plane, but my luggage (with my checked firearm) caught the next plane. I’m waiting for it to hit the carousel. Then I have to take the bus to the parking lot, find my truck, get it out of hock and drive an hour and a half home. My body says it’s almost 2:00AM.

I think I’m going to be late to work tomorrow.

Stuck in Norfolk

Apparently Atlanta is stacked up. We were supposed to push back from the gate here in Norfolk at 4:01PM local time, and arrive in Atlanta at 5:50. Now they tell us that we’ll depart about 5:30, and nobody knows if our connecting flights will still be on the ground when we get to Atlanta or not.

So I just paid $9.95 for a 1Mbps wireless connection so I could get back on the ‘Net and do some surfing. I’m on Boingo. I’m not impressed. When I logged on it immediately gave me a chat screen and a perky salesperson who tried desperately to convince me that I needed to sign up for the $6.95/month service rather than the $9.95 single-use. It was tough to convince her I really didn’t need it. Until I mentioned I was a blogger.

I need to learn to control this power . . .

I think I’m going to be late to work tomorrow.

If I get there at all.

The power of blogging is very limited in scope.

Shooting with Todd Jarrett

This is one of the high-capacity scenarios we shot Saturday afternoon. The drill was to advance with your partner, firing three shots each onto a stationary plate. Pass through the “doorway” and then split, left and right. Engage the falling plates and put two rounds onto any “mover” that came into your field of vision. On the ground behind the barricade where you can’t see it in this video is another fixed plate you had to shoot twice, then shift to the end and shoot the stationary plate there six times, again putting two rounds onto any mover that entered your field of vision. All reloads had to be done from cover. We were uniformly bad at it, but damn, it was fun!

OK, I have to go to the airport now. No more blogging for a while. Maybe tomorrow.

When I Win the Lottery. . .

I’m gonna build one of THESE:

That’s the shoot house we played in on Sunday. AR500 plate walls, movable interior walls also lined with AR500 plate with a plywood skin on the surface, hollow-core doors, and portable bullet traps:

These are constructed of AR500 plate with a piece of what looks like rubber conveyor belt over the open side of the box that traps the splashed particles of the bullet after it penetrates.

If I had unlimited wealth, I would have a shoot house on my property.