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Friday I the day off to go riding. I was carrying my S&W PC1911 in a DM Hubbard OWB Bodyguard and wearing a vest. Two blocks from the house, I ran into a License Checkpoint (NC's way of of finding undocumented residents) manned by 2 town police officers.
I came to a stop, put the bike in neutral, and informed them that I had a CCW and that I was armed (required in NC). The older officer asked me for license & proof of insurance. The younger officer asked me where my weapon was and to keep my hands on the handlebars. I did as instructed & told him "4 o'clock, under the vest". He moved to my right side, placed his hand on his glock & informed me that he was going to disarm me (the older officer just crossed his arms and watched). I cautioned the young officer that the gun was in condition 1...he told me to keep quiet & that he knew what he was doing. After he took my PC1911, he made several comments about how "purdy" my gun was, but if I knew more about guns, I would own a Glock. He then removed the magazine and tried, unsuccessfully, several times to eject the chambered round. The older officer didn't say a word while he was smiling at the young officer fighting with my 1911 trying to get the slide open.
After several more fruitless tries, I finally told him how to disengage the ambi thumb safety & about the grip safety. At this point, the older officer was having a hard time trying to hold in his laughter.
After all of the paper checks, the embarrassed officer asked if he could look in my saddlebags. Although I had nothing in them besides a rainsuit, I told him "No, I do not consent to a search of any kind." He then had me pull off to the side of the road & shut off my engine. He then went into the "what are you trying to hide?" routine. I just took out my cellphone and as I started to call, he got sarcastic asking me if I was calling my lawyer. I placed my call & calmly explained what was happening, then handed the phone to the young officer.
After he hung up, he returned my weapon to me and told me: "Have a nice day." I don't know what was said on the phone. I guess I'll have to wait until tonight...when I have dinner with the Chief of Police. :aargh4:
I came to a stop, put the bike in neutral, and informed them that I had a CCW and that I was armed (required in NC). The older officer asked me for license & proof of insurance. The younger officer asked me where my weapon was and to keep my hands on the handlebars. I did as instructed & told him "4 o'clock, under the vest". He moved to my right side, placed his hand on his glock & informed me that he was going to disarm me (the older officer just crossed his arms and watched). I cautioned the young officer that the gun was in condition 1...he told me to keep quiet & that he knew what he was doing. After he took my PC1911, he made several comments about how "purdy" my gun was, but if I knew more about guns, I would own a Glock. He then removed the magazine and tried, unsuccessfully, several times to eject the chambered round. The older officer didn't say a word while he was smiling at the young officer fighting with my 1911 trying to get the slide open.
After several more fruitless tries, I finally told him how to disengage the ambi thumb safety & about the grip safety. At this point, the older officer was having a hard time trying to hold in his laughter.
After all of the paper checks, the embarrassed officer asked if he could look in my saddlebags. Although I had nothing in them besides a rainsuit, I told him "No, I do not consent to a search of any kind." He then had me pull off to the side of the road & shut off my engine. He then went into the "what are you trying to hide?" routine. I just took out my cellphone and as I started to call, he got sarcastic asking me if I was calling my lawyer. I placed my call & calmly explained what was happening, then handed the phone to the young officer.
After he hung up, he returned my weapon to me and told me: "Have a nice day." I don't know what was said on the phone. I guess I'll have to wait until tonight...when I have dinner with the Chief of Police. :aargh4: