wasn't much of a story....
I went to England in 92' to visit a friend and go hunting in Scotland. We spent a week in London doing the tourist thing, and visitin ALL the English gunmakers. Spent a week in very northern Scotland hunting Red Stag and Sika Deer. Super cool place.
My buddy dropped me off at the airport and left. All alone. I had a briefcase with a LOT of stuff in it, mostly electronics. As I went thru the security line the officer said he would have to manually inspect my case as it came out of x-ray. All thet chitt looked like some sort of bomb to me also. No prob.
I'm standing there looking around and I see half dozen plainclothes security men rushing towards my end of the line. I'm thinking someone is about to get in some deep chitt!!!
funny now, wasn't then.
I look at my man searching my brief case and he has a SINGLE 7MMRM CARTRIDGE IN A PAIR OF TWEEZERS, BACKING SLOWLY LIKE AS TO NOT SET IT OFF......I was like, you want me to hold that????
Snatched up, cuffed, and marched off to a small 10x10 room with a couple of chairs and a hanging naked light bulb, circa 1950 cop shows.....
I was questioned by at least six different cops, several times over about EVERY DAMN FOOT I'D WALKED AND TRAVELED IN ENGLAND FOR THE PAST TWO WEEKS. After several hours of this mental beating I asked one of the cops if I was going to jail?? He said probably not. THAT made me feel a LOT better. NOT!!!!
Finally released. Cop told me they were going to keep my cartridge...like I ever wanted to see that damn thing again....
I'd already missed my plane by at least two hours....took a couple more to reticket and GET THEHELLOUTOFENGLAND!!!!
