Originally Posted by
Tonykarter
While car camping in a particular county park I have perceived more than once just this type of latent threat from others camped near me. I have on occasion racked 8 shells through an 870 tactical hog hunting gun as loudly as possible during the dark, quiet night, picked them up off the ground and reloaded them into its extended magazine. The sound is unmistakable, carries well through the night, and plugs very well into the brain receptors of the types who would perpetrate such a theft, all accomplished without the spectacle of brandishing it out in the open in the daylight. It is just the type of deterrent that their ears comprehend. It speaks their language. Message received. Like some of your dogs it often sleeps with me too, in its scabbard hung from my ridgeline over my feet. And though I and it are not there most of the day I have not had anything stolen. At least not there anyway...
Consider for a moment: With the proliferation of surveillance cameras almost everywhere else, many of the remote places that we frequent are the last perfect places left to be the victim of the perfect crime. The criminals know this all too well. To hear the rangers tell it, the national forests and Corp of Engineers land in which I hunt, fish, hike and camp are rife with impromptu meth labs and cartel grow operations. Yours are too. You have just been lucky so far, and thank God so have I. I am not paranoid, but I do get paid to worry for a living. I make my living in risk management, so even in my leisure pursuits I'm kinda' hard-wired through osmosis to always consider the worst case scenario, and provide strategies against. I shall not be a target of opportunity, nor a statistic. You don't be either.
So much for going light...
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