I strapped the spinning rod on the bike and rode down to the lake at sunset.
Two CO's in an Expedition came driving down the causeway that I was fishing. They seen my bike, stopped in the road and turned on their lights, (the possum cops always have to check out my bike to make sure it's street legal.) The CO's both got out as I was approaching. The first CO told me the other one would need to see my fishing license. He then went around me to motion in a pontoon fishing near me.
I rested my pole in the weeds along the bank and took out my wallet that lives 1" downrange of the muzzle of my 1911. The CO checked my fishing license and we jabbered a bit about the fish I'd caught, waiting on the other one to return. He did, and they got in their big ol' gas hog to go down the road.
Both CO's seen me from the front, back and both sides. What was I hiding my full size 1911 (IWB) and double mag holder (OWB) under? A large T-shirt, untucked.
Two CO's in an Expedition came driving down the causeway that I was fishing. They seen my bike, stopped in the road and turned on their lights, (the possum cops always have to check out my bike to make sure it's street legal.) The CO's both got out as I was approaching. The first CO told me the other one would need to see my fishing license. He then went around me to motion in a pontoon fishing near me.
I rested my pole in the weeds along the bank and took out my wallet that lives 1" downrange of the muzzle of my 1911. The CO checked my fishing license and we jabbered a bit about the fish I'd caught, waiting on the other one to return. He did, and they got in their big ol' gas hog to go down the road.
Both CO's seen me from the front, back and both sides. What was I hiding my full size 1911 (IWB) and double mag holder (OWB) under? A large T-shirt, untucked.