JamisJockey
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While shooting in the desert in Arizona, near Yuma, many moons ago....I was shooting with a Deputy Sheriff (who corrected my draw). While we banged away at some old cars, another car pulled up on a ridgeline about 300 yards to our left. After awhile, we were pretty well done and started cleaning up. They drove over. Passenger got out, driver stayed in. Vehicle was a panel van, white, beat up with bondo and primer on almost every surface.
Passenger: "Whatcha shootin'?"
Jeff: "We're just leaving."
Jeff is a big dude, and was wearing a 1911 on his hip (locked and cocked). At this time, he pulled his shotgun out of the bed of his truck and chambered a round. He obviously sensed something I didn't (hey, I was only 20). They got the hint and drove off.
Best I figure, they were either Coyotes (illegal-alien smugglers), or were thinking about taking our guns, the premise being that we had shot all our ammo and were done for the day. Hell, I had a full mag in my 9mm and another two on me. He had his 1911, the shotgun, and at least one BUG (he would never tell me how many BUG's he always carried).
Once, on a ridealong, we got a call of shots being fired. Time was about 0100. So, off we go looking for the culprits. We are on a dirt road, no lights anywhere, running blacked out. We come into a big auditorium looking pit near some homes. Two big, ugly mean looking guys with AK47's had a little range setup and were wailing at some beer cans. When they realized we were there they just turned and stared at us, AK's at the low ready (one of the rifles was actually smoking a little). Jeff put the car in reverse and we just backed up until they couldn't see us anymore. He did a 3 point turn, and we hauled ass out of there.
Anyone else ever have any strange encounters?
Passenger: "Whatcha shootin'?"
Jeff: "We're just leaving."
Jeff is a big dude, and was wearing a 1911 on his hip (locked and cocked). At this time, he pulled his shotgun out of the bed of his truck and chambered a round. He obviously sensed something I didn't (hey, I was only 20). They got the hint and drove off.
Best I figure, they were either Coyotes (illegal-alien smugglers), or were thinking about taking our guns, the premise being that we had shot all our ammo and were done for the day. Hell, I had a full mag in my 9mm and another two on me. He had his 1911, the shotgun, and at least one BUG (he would never tell me how many BUG's he always carried).
Once, on a ridealong, we got a call of shots being fired. Time was about 0100. So, off we go looking for the culprits. We are on a dirt road, no lights anywhere, running blacked out. We come into a big auditorium looking pit near some homes. Two big, ugly mean looking guys with AK47's had a little range setup and were wailing at some beer cans. When they realized we were there they just turned and stared at us, AK's at the low ready (one of the rifles was actually smoking a little). Jeff put the car in reverse and we just backed up until they couldn't see us anymore. He did a 3 point turn, and we hauled ass out of there.
Anyone else ever have any strange encounters?