curious how everybody who has permits are carrying their weapons....:pc:

i have a cheap uncle mike's shoulder rig for up at the cabin. my permit turned into a 4runner so i wait a little longer.

 

i have a conceled holster that clips in the inside of the waist of my jeans, in the small of my back. It holds a Barretta Tomcat 380. If i'm not carrying it there, i have my 44 mag Taurus in my truck with me...can't really conceal it on my person.

Heres the holster i have for the tomcat...

 

that's a nice little setup. my .44 rarely see the shoulder holster i bought for it either. used to wear that up at the cabin before i bought the beretta. got clumsy pretty quick. i did buy a nice thigh holster for the 44 tho. made life alot easier.

 

Permit??? What's that?

 

Yeah, i have a shoulder holster for the 44 as well, i use it when i'm out hunting...killed my last good deer with it at about 3 yards. But as you said, its a bit cumbersome for everyday concealment

 

I carry mine like this while sayin..... " Say Hallo To My Little Friend "



" When You Have to absolutely positively Kill Every Single Mutta In the Room............ Accept No Substitutes " - (guess)

 

nice

here's a funny and kinda scary story to go along with carrying...

father in law and i were up at the cabin playing with the guns when the one and only police officer in the area decides to stop in and tell us about the new atv laws cuz he saw our trailers. (he had never met the FIL and me before) the way the cabin is set up, u park in the front and the range, fire pit, etc is in back. well the officer comes around the corner and sees me standing there with my .40 on my shoulder, .44 on my leg, FIL has his 10mm on his shoulder, plus the 2 12 gauges and 2 .22 rifles on the picnic table. the man absolutely froze in his tracks and for the first time in my life i saw wut fear looks like in someone's eyes. the FIL and i kinda froze too and just put our hands out so he could see them. the few seconds felt like forever but we just followed his lead and shortly we were bs'ing with him and laughing about the whole deal.

 

Gotta love those awkward moments where guns are involved...

 

Not me i was fishin where my Cuz said it was OK and a guy pulled up and was blowing his horn I did my best to ignore him but he wouldnt go away I finnaly got all pissed off put my pole down and stomped over there and around the door and a RAGIN BULL IN THE FACE ! And Poop Out the Butt , Im leaving now I said and I left my pole

DM

 

. it's amazing how quickly a ragin bull will get somebody's attention. shoulda kept ur pole to whoop ur cousin with.