I have two, one for the car and one for the house. Let’s tackle the easy subject, the house gun, first.
In my safe room, I have my Mossberg 500.
In my car, I have something different.
Ok, why this stuff?
It’s stuff I already have. I don’t have a big budget for firearms (heck, right now, I have NO budget at all), so I have to use what I have. The CavArms rifle is LIGHT (just about 6 pounds unloaded), and I know I can hit with it out to 300 yards.
It’s light. The whole kit together weighs about 30 pounds, yet it has the things I need to keep me going for 3 days or more, no matter where I am.
It’s enough. Look, if I can’t deal with whatever is going on with a rifle, a pistol and 3 days of food, then it’s time for the full Rockatansky.
It works in Arizona. If I were traveling around the country like Michael Bane does, I’d want something lighter and less conspicuous. But I don’t, so this is all I’ll most likely ever need within the boundaries of the Copper State.
What would I change if I could?
The pistol. I like the idea of a subcompact 9mm in this kit as it gives me enough gun but it’s still small enough to pocket-carry if need be, but me and the Sccy have a rocky relationship together. I want to replace it with Ruger LC9 or similar whenever I can.
The rifle. Being able to reach out to 200+ yards with a rifle is good, but I give up ammo compatibility with my pistol and all-around utility. I’m thinking about changing that out for either a 9mm Kel-Tec Sub2000 or another pump-action shotgun in the near future.
And yes, I leave all that in my car all the time.
I understand people’s concerns about idea of leaving two guns unattended, but the fact is, there’s nothing either inside or outside my car that is remotely desirable to even the most desperate of car thieves, and I leave my car in my garage at night. My car is a seriously uncool late-model import painted a bland medium grey. It has a factory radio and a kid’s car seat and that’s about it.
Sometimes, the best way to avoid a robbery is making it look like there’s nothing there to steal.
I was catching up on back episodes of the Safety Solutions Academy podcast as I was working around the house this weekend, and Paul was talking about training to build up the weaknesses in your self-defence regimen, when I realized the biggest weakness I had was me, myself.
I’ve never been muscular, but thanks to cross-country skiing, running and cycling, I was (WAS) in shape in my youth. Now, however, I’m a semi-old, quasi-fat white guy.
I can (sorta) shoot, I should move up to a yellow belt in a month or two in karate and my situational awareness is pretty good. What’s missing is the conditioning needed to protect myself for any significant amount of time.
Because the first step of getting into fighting shape is getting into shape.
The First Official Still from the new James Bond movie is out, and I’m somewhat disappointed.
Bond is back with the PPK again. He’s got enough computing power in his socks to fly to the moon and back, and he’s using an 80 year old gun that nearly got the Queen’s only daughter killed.
I was kinda happy when Bond switched to the P99 a few years back, bringing his firepower kicking and screaming into the 20th century, but now the producers have decided to forego the last eight decades of firearms innovation and bring back the PPK.
To the half-dozen or so people who came to my blog this month via the keywords “Open carry is stupid“:
No, it’s not.
Look, just because I don’t open carry myself (in a state that’s had legal open carry since Padre Kino wandered through Sonora) doesn’t mean I think open carry is dumb.
I support the right of others to do it, I just don’t do it myself. And the post title was a joke, much like most anti-rights activtists.
“Winchester 40gr JHP (part #X22MH), impacted at unknown velocity, penetrated to 13.5″ (corrected) and expanded to 0.311″ average diameter. Recovered weight was 29.1gr.”
Yeah, that’s going to leave a mark.
There are three, and ONLY three times it’s ok to have a picture of yourself while holding a gun. It’s ok when, and ONLY WHEN…
- …you are a current member of the military posing with your buddies in some godforsaken corner of the world
- … you are actively engaging in shooting said firearm.
- …you are posing with the trophies from either a hunt or shooting competition.
Note that “Taking a picture of yourself with your cousin’s gun so you look all cool and stuff on Facebook” is NOT on that list.
Smickle happened to be spending the night at the apartment when officers came looking for his cousin. Smickle thought it was thunder.
When officers burst in, he was on the couch in boxer shorts, tank top and sunglasses, a pistol in his left hand and a laptop computer in his right, apparently taking pictures of himself looking “cool,” court heard.
A threee year prison term for felony stupidity might be in order here, but not a jail sentence for holding someone else’s gun in their own residence. An idiot’s home is still his castle, after all.
“To repeat, during these seven years, there were only 62 cases — nine a year — where it was even conceivable that registration made a difference. But apparently, the registry was not important even in those cases. The Royal Canadian Mounted Police and the Chiefs of Police have not yet provided a single example in which tracing was of more than peripheral importance in solving a case.”
Good riddance to bad rubbish.
Special bonus entry: An M134 Vulcan Air Defense System. Why? Do you have to ask?
5. A Deagle. There’s just something about owning Agent Smith’s gun that I like. And not a gold, engraved one either, just a regular ol’ Desert Eage.
4. Bren Ten. Don Johnson. Jeff Cooper. Josef and František Koucký. Need I say more?
3. An HK53. I’ve liked these since before I graduated high school. Hating HK is cool now, but I still want one. Speaking of high school…
2. A Ruger AC556. No, not because of the A-Team. I wanted one since Dirk Benedict was Starbuck, not Face.
1. A Beaumont-Adams revolver. The gun that won the West. The Canadian West, that is.