Thursday, October 15, 2009

A Nice Find

I wandered into my favorite gun shop a couple of weeks ago and one of the guys made the statement "Got something for you!"

Having dealt with these good folk for years, they kind of have an insight into what "trips my trigger" so to speak and it's not unusual for them to; tuck something away, for my biweekly visits.

A four inch model 19 was produced from the "back room" and presented for my inspection.

At first I wasn't really impressed. It was in wonderful condition; however it didn't have a pinned barrel or recessed cylinder so I knew it was post 1982. The stocks "did" really catch my eye, they were well figured and just down right pretty.

The proprietors however, seemed to be waiting for something. The revolver turned out to be a 19-6 with nice white outline rear and red insert front sights, and was really a nice example of the breed but not that unusual.

Then I checked the cylinder play. Nothing. I mean it didn't budge even a smidgen.

At this point I looked up and the dealer was smiling. I cocked the hammer, pulled the trigger, lowered the hammer and keeping the trigger back, again checked the cylinder. It was like the revolver was a solid piece of metal.

Rotating through the chambers, every one was just the same. It was the tightest damned revolver I'd ever felt, and I've got a LOT of tight handguns.
This gun was "not" unfired; there was residue on the front of the cylinder, the top strap and forcing cone.

I believe it was the "perfect storm" at the factory. On this gun the parts just went together right, the gun was assembled by a veteran craftsman and the sun was shining through the factory window.

Obviously the 10th "K" Frame S&W revolver was added to the collection. Believe me when I say I've had quality firearms from the "other" end of the spectrum.

Hello, my name is "Old Cop" and I'm a gun nut.

Monday, October 12, 2009

Time to Retire

First let me preface by saying I "like" Eugene Stoner's AR designed rifle. I think it may be one of the finest police patrol rifles ever made. They are accurate and with the right amount of routine maintenance and the proper magazine, very reliable.

The military, however, has different requirements than civilians and Police Departments. The M-16 first hit the field in 1963. It was a failure. Intense training on cleaning and maintenance helped but did not entirely address the problem. The change from a 55 grain to a 62 grain projectile helped penetration but not lethality.

The weapon however stayed in the arsenal going through many changes and eventually becoming the ubiquitous M4 carbine we see today. The weapon has moved forward generations in sighting options and every other contraption that can be bolted on, has been.

The problem, however, is in the fact that the gas that operates the bolt is fed directly into and onto the bolt assembly. This causes a fast build up of carbon on all these surfaces and the eventual failure of the weapon.

All my years in the Service I never had a single malfunction with my issue, triangular hand guard, M-16. Of course, the only time it was fired was at the range and and then meticulously cleaned before it could be turned in. The armory personnel delighted in sending you back for a little more cleaning.

On the battlefield, today's soldiers, have to pour heavy suppressing fire on a usually numerically superior aggressor force and in doing so the fragility of the weapon, especially in sand or dust rich environments, comes to light.

In my opinion, there are much better choices out there for "combat" forces. The HK G36 and Sig 510/556 come readily to mind. They would be even better with a slightly larger caliber cartridge.

The M16 family of weapons have served for 45 years. It's time to retire it for something a bit more reliable, especially under sustained fire, and something with a little more stopping power.

Of course, that's just my Observation.

Old Cop

Friday, October 9, 2009

The American Police Force

I'm seeing a frightening trend in this country. The "Private" Police (army) force. Evidently according to some recent news articles; Fox News, and other stories, these "companies" are evidently taking on some pretty large contracts for the current government.

What's so scary is that these "companies" can hire anyone they wish, including foreign nationals, and are in no way restricted by laws like; The Posse Comitatus Act of 1878, that limit the use of the United States Military against the citizens of this Nation. The now defunct "Blackwater" took part in the disarming of the New Orleans population.

Keep your eyes open people. Be aware of what's going on in this country. Freedom is under attack and could disappear in the blink of an eye.

Remember, the only thing necessary for evil to flourish, is for good men to stand by and do nothing.

Old Cop

Monday, October 5, 2009

Where's Ronald

I remember a time when "Right was right and Wrong was wrong". I remember when people were proud to say, "I'm an American" and didn't travel around the globe apologizing to tin pot dictators.

When we defeated enemies we didn't occupy their lands, we actually helped them to rebuild.

When the French gave up, "We" built the Panama Canal. Then I remember another "dismal" president giving it away. During this same presidents tenure, we were laughed at so hard by other rouge states that they destroyed our embassy and took our diplomats hostage.

The world, consists of predators. It doesn't matter if they are punks on a city street or an insane nation. The only thing that these predators respect is power. The muzzle of a gun or an aircraft carrier battle group, it all comes down to power.

Funny, the day Ronald Reagan took office, was the day the bastards freed our hostages. Funny how under Reagan and capitalism, the Warsaw pact, and the Berlin Wall crumbled. It was funny how those of us serving in the military stood a little taller and the flag waved a bit prouder.

This great man is gone, but what bothers me the most is that the two bit, good for nothing, piece of shit "peanut farmer" is still running around shooting off his mouth. I know why they trotted this worthless bastard out, he's the only thing that makes "this" administration look good.

Mr. Reagan, I miss you sir. How I wish you were here when we need you.

Old Cop

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

The Greatest "Gun" Show on Earth



I just wanted to inform anyone that hasn't heard, about the great Wanenmacher's Tulsa Arms Show. It will be open November 14th & 15th this year in the Quiktrip Expo Center at the Tulsa fairgrounds.

For any gun aficionado who doesn't know, this is the "Mecca" of gun shows and I fully intend to again make my yearly pilgrimage.

It is more than worth the trip and I guarantee that you'll find "something" that you just "have" to have. The best thing I've experienced are the people. It's amazing how "nice" gun folk are. Imagine two days of being surrounded by your "own kind", people who love and share your hobby as much as you do. You can forget about everything else in the world for two days.

At least, that's my observation,

Old Cop

Sunday, September 27, 2009

Ammunition "Deal of the Day"

Like most of you "Firearm" folk out there, I've been scouring the Internet for ammunition values. There are many sites that I frequent and I have bought from them all at one time or another. One of my favorite dealers is "Ammo to Go" www.ammunitiontogo.com . They consistently have one of the best selections of "available" calibers at some of the best prices the "current" market can provide.

Right now they have a supply of some beautiful Speer, 9mm, Law Enforcement, Duty Grade, 115 grain, +P+, Gold Dot Hollow Points. This is Speer Ammunition at it's finest. The nickle plated brass is slick as glass. The bonded "Gold Dot" Hollow Point is, in my humble opinion, one of the most consistant, effective and well designed handgun projectiles on the market today.

While ineffectual as a "military" cartridge, due to it's Geneva Convention mandated Full Metal Jacket, the 9mm Parabellum comes into its own as a personal defense caliber when combined with modern bullets and pushed past that magical 1,300 fps mark. While the 124 grain bullet weight is again gaining popularity, I still like the 115 grain weight when it's a solid, well built hollow point like the Gold Dot. You get a little more velocity with less "over penetration" danger. This is a proven combination of a quality projectile, high velocity and rigorous manufacturing standards.

Ammo to Go is selling this ammunition for $24.95 per fifty (50) round box. If you buy 500 or 1,000 you can save even more. In this day of $20.00 for a twenty round box of high quality, service grade ammunition this is a remarkable value. At least that's my observation.

Old Cop

Monday, June 1, 2009

Damn, Guns can be Fun!


I've got lots of tactical "black" rifles. Even the bolt action one is a Savage 110 police in .308.

I also constantly practice combat pistolcraft and defensive tactics. I consider it a marshal art.

But sometimes I lose track of why I started shooting in the first place.

A while ago I was perusing a large gunshop in North West Kentucky when I spied a CZ 527 rifle on the rack and picked it up for a second look. The first thing I noticed was the balance. The Rifle was compact without being uncomfortably small. It was "handy".

The stock was really nice dark heavily figured Walnut. The blue was deep and lustrous. The checkering was hand cut not stamped. The bolt was pure Mauser, well polished and locked up nice and tight.

It has spectacular Iron Sights, the rear being a massive strong dovetailed piece that is drift adjustable for windage, the front has a heavy duty hood with an elevation adjustable bead. I believe these may be the best factory hunting sights I've run across.

Instead of an internal magazine there is a short, removable five rounder. Some may not like this feature, but I think it looks okay. It's nicely blued and kind of fits with the rest of the rifle.

The rifle comes in several calibers, but this one was chambered in 7.62 x 39 Russian. Since I own a nice Chinese AK and an original "Russian" SKS I happen to have a small boatload of this ammunition.

In this age of unavailable ammunition, what would you do? I shelled out $575.00 dollars and packed it home!

The next thing I found out about this rifle is that it has a "set" trigger. The trigger pull I'd noticed was nothing special, maybe four pounds and a little gritty. But "push" the trigger forward and it clicks. Then apply one (1) pound of pressure and you get a crisp, clean "SNAP" What can I say? COOL!

The CZ came with it's own set of rings and the more I played with it, the more I decided that it needed some glass. So the search began for the "perfect" scope. I didn't want to go cheap but I wasn't going to put a Leupold on it either.

I settled on a simple fixed 4x Nikon. I really like Nikon glass and the simple compact design seemed to go with the rest of the rifle. When I got it mounted I knew I was right.

Now the last little piece. I rummaged through the various bags and boxes until I found the nice little leather sling I'd been saving for something.

Come on, how many of you people have boxes full of "Gun Stuff"? You know, things like holsters for guns you don't own? Okay maybe it's just me.

Anyway, I've had a bunch of fun with this little rifle and haven't even fired it yet! That was why I started shooting


Old Cop

Friday, May 29, 2009

The 1911 Pistol


Okay, this was meant to be a "Gun Blog" and I feel like starting a little sh*t. I have owned and shot 1911 pistols of various manufacture for thirty-four years. I currently own four, two Kimbers, one Sig, one Para.

I know that they are the most loved, cloned, purchased and customized pistol in this country. They are fun to shoot, accurate, reliable (most of the time) and they have what I like to call "personality".

That being said, they are not the optimal choice for defensive carry. Focus on the word "optimal". I didn't say they were a "bad" choice, I'm just saying they aren't the best.

Obviously, I'm trying to start something here so let me explain where I'm coming from. I carry a gun everywhere I go. I have for more years than I care to remember. For many of those years my personal choice was a Colt Combat Commander.

At that time I was in Competition, IPSC (the old days) and was shooting 1911's almost daily. It was the platform I was comfortable with.

To simplify, lets stick with the venerable .45 acp cartridge. I've been shooting my Sig Granite GSR C3, which has a Commander length slide, with the compact (Officers Model) frame. This firearm is a work of art. Accuracy is not only acceptable, it's superb. The trigger is one of the best "out of the box" triggers I've ever felt. The sights are fantastic, tritium and, in approximately 1500 rounds, I must admit mostly hardball it's never malfunctioned.

The downside? 1911's are heavy. They pull my pants down. A 1911 has to be practiced with almost to the exclusion of all others to carry for defensive work.

I have a Kahr P45 that is a lot better suited to concealed carry, just as accurate, just as reliable and there is no safety to fumble with under stress. I have an HK USP Compact that is lighter, super accurate and even has a safety should one choose to use it. The Glocks are a better choice, yes I know they have no personality, but they "work".

My problem is I carry and shoot a plethora of handguns. My duty gun is a .40 S&W Glock 22, I shoot collectible antiques, revolvers, any and everything.

To be proficient with the 1911 as a "carry" self defense firearm, one has to almost forgo shooting anything else. The draw and manipulation of the safety has to be totally instinctive. One has to almost dedicate themselves to the discipline of this handgun. On has to practice, practice, PRACTICE. If they are willing to do this, they can be deadly with this weapon.

When I was shooting 100 rounds a day for competition, and rarely if ever shooting anything else my old Commander was perfect. Now that I only shoot 100 - 200 rounds a week with a different gun every few trips to the range it is not.

There used to be a saying. "Beware the man with one gun, he probably knows how to shoot it"

Okay, give me hell,

Old Cop

Monday, May 25, 2009

from http://www.chaplin-nest.com/unkarock/flag.htm


I AM THE FLAG . . .
I am the flag of the United States of America.
My name is Old Glory.
I fly atop the world's tallest buildings.
I stand watch in America's halls of justice.
I fly majestically over institutions of learning.
I stand guard with power in the world.
Look up and see me.

I stand for peace, honor, truth and justice.
I stand for freedom.
I am confident.
I am arrogant.
I am proud.
When I am flown with my fellow banners,
my head is a little higher, my colors a little truer.

I bow to no one!
I am recognized all over the world.
I am worshipped I am saluted.
I am loved I am revered.
I am respected and I am feared.
I have fought in every battle of every war
for more than 200 years.

I was flown at Valley Forge,
Gettysburg,
Shiloh and Appomattox.
I was there at San Juan Hill,
the trenches of France,
in the Argonne Forest,
Anzio, Rome
and the beaches of Normandy,
Guam.
Okinawa,
Korea and KheSan, Saigon,
Vietnam know me,

I was there.
I led my troops,
I was dirty, battle-tested and tired,
but my soldiers cheered me

And I was proud.

America has been attacked by cowardly fanatics And many lives have been lost But those who would destroy me cannot win For I am the symbol of freedom, Of one nation Under God Indivisible With liberty and justice for all.

I have been burned, torn and trampledon the streets of countries I have helped set free.

It does not hurt, for I am invincible.
I have been soiled upon, burned, tornand trampled on the streets of my country. And when it's by those whom I've served in battle it hurts. But I shall overcome for I am strong.

I have slipped the bonds of Earth
and stood watch over the uncharted frontiers of space
from my vantage point on the moon.

I have borne silent witness
to all of America's finest hours.

But my finest hours are yet to come.
When I am torn into strips and used as bandages
for my wounded comrades on the battlefield,

When I am flown at half-mast to honor my soldier,

Or when I lie in the trembling arms
of a grieving parent
at the grave of their fallen son or daughter,

I am proud.

MY NAME IS OLD GLORY LONG MAY I WAVE.


By; Howard Schnauber


I've served her in one fashion or another, most of my adult
life. For all of you that I've known and those I didn't,

Thank You.

Old Cop

Thursday, May 21, 2009

Okay, Where's the Ammo

I know everyone is worried and stocking up on ammunition. The problem is, I'm starting to empty ammo cans without being able to refill them.

Now, I shoot 100 - 200 rounds a week. I don't play golf. I don't hunt or fish. I don't play tennis or bowl. I SHOOT!

Now I want you people who are being greedy to put the ammo back on the shelf like the nice policeman says.

I want $7.00 a box Blazer 9mm again.

Don't make me get nasty.

Old Cop

Monday, May 18, 2009

Life / Death / Fear

First let me apologize to anyone that might occasionally read my humble blog, but I've had a truly "life changing" experience.
It's funny, It doesn't frighten me to make a traffic stop, alone at 03:00. It can be dangerous, however I'm trained to minimize exposure and I "understand" the danger.

The Doctors Office is, however, a different matter. A couple of months ago my physician found an "abnormality" on a chest X-Ray. He decided I might have pneumonia so I went through a dose of antibiotics. No Improvement. More antibiotics, still no improvement.
Then the doctor calls me and tells me that I have a "Lung Infiltrate" and that I need a CT Scan.

At this point I'm remembering every pack of Marlboro Reds in the Flip Top Box I smoked for Twenty Five years or so.
You wait for the test and then the results. You're thinking about your life, your family, about how much "TIME" you might have.
Then I get the call that there is something they have to take a "Closer" look and they schedule me for a PET scan.

You wait another week for the test, which is on a Friday, and the results won't be available until Monday.

I can say that there has never been an incident in the Military or on the PD that came anywhere near frightening me like this did. You can't shoot it, you can't use tactics against it, it's just there.
On the following Monday afternoon I get the call from the Doctors Office. I have scarring in my lung, nothing to worry about, no cancer.

I've got to take this one opportunity to preach. If you smoke, quit. If you don't, don't start. Enjoy every day like it's your last.

One very happy "Old Cop"

Saturday, April 11, 2009

Just too cool!

I have found the coolest item ever. It's called an "HP Mini" netbook and it's perfect for blogging, internet surfing or emailing from a police car. It's only got an 8.5" screen but it runs at 1024 x 768 resolution and with the addition of a at&t 3g data card. It's more than adequate for most purposes, yet fits nicely in the ubiquitous "black Bag"

Something nice for me! :-)

Old Cop

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

The Sig 250 Revisited


There is the possibility that I spoke too soon regarding the Sig 250. Since my last posting I've run another 500 rounds through the pistol with no malfunctions. (light primer strikes) I still think the firing indents on the primer look light but it has fired every time.

The issue is that I wish Sig would use a "slightly" heavier hammer spring, just to be sure.
You know, the price, and availability, of ammo is really starting to cut into my hobby!

Old Cop

Sunday, March 22, 2009

I am not your childs parent!


Had a call from a couple of parents regarding there sons behavior. I "HATE" this type of call. Yes the kid was a punk. He had not, however, broken any laws. He was seventeen years old and had a smart mouth.

People! I cannot undo years of bad parenting. One of the biggest issues was that there was a stepfather with no real Father figure around. The trashcan outside piled high with empty beer cans and twelve pack cases was a dead giveaway. Broken major appliances sitting in the yard also gives some insight.

Maybe I am getting too old for this.

(sigh)

Old Cop

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

The Ford Crown Victoria


First allow me to apologize for my lack of posts. Been a bit busy of late and haven't dedicated the time. I'd like to utilize this post to sing accolades to the Ford Crown Victoria. I've spent a good portion of my life behind the wheel of one. With the exception of some purpose built vehicles on the horizon (like the E7) it still reigns supreme as the only acceptable package for an urban Police Vehicle.

In the hands of someone that knows how to drive one, I've seen them perform remarkable feats of daring do. There is room for a prisoner cage, radio console, radar gun, in car camera, shotgun rack, flashlight charger, personal "black" bag full of essentials, folders full of paperwork, not to mention an officer who's carrying an extra twenty pounds of gear.

It's fast enough to catch most vehicles out there, yet substantial enough to provide protection in a collision. I also know how cops treat vehicles. I will be sad, when Ford drops the car, to see them go.

That's just my Observation.

Old Cop

Sunday, February 22, 2009

The Police Patrol Rifle



For many years I've Carried a "Patrol Rifle" in my commission. Yes, there is a department issue Remington 870 in the rack and, within it's limitations, it's a formidable weapon. Not much can match the close range stopping power of a load of OO Buck shot.

This is were a nebulous variable comes into play. Personal preference.

I shoot rifles for recreation. The shotgun however is a tool I work with only when necessary, and I am competent with it, but I handle a rifle (especially an AR) with the ease that comes from long association and many, many thousands of rounds.

The Rifle gives one the ability to be surgical in the application of deadly force. The Shotgun does not. A rifle has the ability to "Reach out and touch someone" while the Shotgun is limited to fifty or sixty yards.

This Bushmaster is "my" answer to the Patrol Rifle. It started out very plain with a solid stock, carrying handle and, thanks to the Clinton gun ban of 1994, an "AK" type muzzle break to take the place of an evil flash suppressor. (actually I like the muzzle break)

The first alteration was to remove the carrying handle and replace it with some form of optics. Initially, I had a simple red dot, then a Bushnell Holo Sight that I really like, it is lower profile than an eotech, uses AAA batteries and has worked perfectly for several thousand rounds. From what I can tell in Bushnell's catalog they no longer make this particular version for the rifle so I'll have to keep my eyes open for another one.

I first replaced the solid stock with a collapsible version from Tapco but it never felt comfortable. I then replaced it with the Magpul stock and the fit and stability were perfect!

I replaced the buffer and extractor springs with extra power units from Wolff Gunsprings then topped it off with a surefire light system. I only use Magpul Magazines, they are the Bomb!

Now this may sound unwieldy and in fact it is. However, this rifle is purpose built. I'm not carrying it through the jungle, it rides sitting next to me in my police car. The Magpul stock helps some with the balance but the Surefire still makes the weapon " muzzle heavy. The Holo sight is sighted in an inch high at 100 yards and a couple or three low at 200. Close enough to aim "dead" on at most "in town" ranges.

I don't have a set of folding sights on it, I check the Bushnell every time before my shift starts and if the battery seems to be getting low I change it. I utilize the Magpul magazine in all of my AR platform rifles and I've yet to have any feeding or ejecting problems.

It's not real fancy, but it feels "right" sitting there next to me. I think every officer should have one at his or her disposal.

Of course that's just me.

Old Cop

Monday, February 16, 2009

The Third Shift Black Hole


There is a phenomenon out there that every Officer has encountered. I'm referring to the Third Shift Black Hole. It starts On third shift, usually a Saturday, and the temperatures are running on the cold side. Many times after a previous holiday weekend. These are the most common denominators however the Black Hole effect can happen any time in the middle of the night.

It starts slowly with reduced radio traffic. You find yourself playing with the volume knob just to make sure you haven't turned it down. Then you realize there are no cars on the road. If it's the "full blown" Black hole effect a fog might roll in.

As the weight of the collapsed star settles upon you, time begins to slow down. You can see the second hand on your watch grinding almost to a stop.

You swing into the local "Shop n Rob" for a cup of coffee and as you enter, no one is there. You hear a tiny voice out of nowhere say; "Stocking the cooler help yourself" As you pour some coffee from the urn you notice that it moves slow like m0lases. The Black Hole again (or the fact that it was brewed about eight hours ago)

You step back outside and there's no head nor tail lights to be seen. You reach into your jacket pocket for a cigarette. Wait a minute, you quite five years ago!

The Black Hole effect can last a few hours or even days. You feel as if you're walking in jello and your equipment becomes very uncomfortable.

What finally breaks the spell? Anyone? The Sunday morning newspaper delivery guy! He carries the magic talisman that pushes back the darkness. Soon the sky lightens, the church goers start moving around and the collapsed Star is gone.

The funny thing is, when you get home, even though you started your shift clean shaven, you look like you've got a two days growth of beard.
Tell me you haven't been there!
Old Cop

Thursday, February 5, 2009

Damnit I'm Cold!


I know, winter comes every year it's nothing new. I have faced more than my share, especially when I was in the Air Force stationed in Wyoming. However, for some reason, they are bothering me more and more. The knee I busted up in basic training when I was eighteen, the shoulder I destroyed in my late twenties and my back that got creamed when I was run over on my Harley in 2002.


All of these ailments healed to one extent or another but when mid Winter rears it's ugly head all these thing come back to haunt me.


I know, (sigh) it's why I sign my posts,


Old Cop

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

An old Girl Friend



Being a bit tired of the heartbreak of the Sig 250 ( It's become a more widespread problem, check the Sig Forum ) I returned to my roots. Check out the curves on this fine lady! She's an early issue, 4" S&W model 57. The blue is 99% with just a turn line. The cylinder turns and closes like a bank vault. I think the .41 Magnum was always misunderstood as a caliber.

I take her to the range a couple of times a year and somehow the solid weight of this big N frame revolver makes me feel better about everything. The state of our government, the condition of the economy, the left wing media, the socialist executive branch ( whoops, getting off topic here ) It just makes me feel good!

The solid "Boom" ( easily soaked up by her hefty weight ) takes me back to a simpler place when I had the time to handload and worries were few. I pity the young guys that never knew the fun of these big powerful revolvers.

I think I'll leave her in the range bag for another trip Saturday. I'll shoot another box through her before I put her away. It's only $1.00 a shot. A lot cheaper than therapy!

Old Cop

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

The Sig P250


I own several Sig Pistols and my most recent acquisition was a Sig P250. I liked the pistol immediately. It's double action only and so very smooth that it reminds me of shooting tricked out double action revolvers.

The first group I shot with it at 15 yards using 115 grain Blazer fmj was dead on and measured about 3" in diameter. I liked this handgun!

Then I had the first light primer strike. This was about 350 rounds in. I know it can happen with any gun and a second pull of the double action trigger fired the round. The problem is, I'm still averaging a light primer strike every 200 rounds or so. This happens no matter what the ammunition. This in unacceptable in a self defense firearm!
In my humble impression all this weapon needs is a slightly heavier hammer spring and the problem would be alleviated. Yes, the trigger pull would be a tad heavier but it would still be very acceptable.

I've written Sig with no response. I'm watching Wolff Springs for a replacement to become available. Until then I, sadly, rate this pistol as unacceptable. (sigh)

Old Cop

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Some more work from CCR



This is one on my favorite concealed carry guns. It started as a well worn HK P7 PSP. The springs were replaced with Wolff extra power recoil and firing pin springs. Brad and Mary at CCR Refinishing did the beautiful job on the cosmetics. The BMI markings on the slide were X'd out and after Brad got done you couldn't tell they'd ever been touched. He installed Trijicon night sights and somehow made the well worn grips look brand new.

I lucked out by picking up a black Alessi bodyguard pull through shoulder holster on Gunbroker.com for a P7, PSP.

It virtually disappears under a sport coat.
I keep it stoked with Double Tap 124 grain Gold Dot Hollow Points.

I'm a huge fan of the HK, P7 series of pistols. Heckler & Koch started with a clean sheet of paper when they designed them, there was nothing like them before and there hasn't been anything like them since.

They strike my fancy because they are so unique and I like anything with that kind of quality and originality. The P7 series have style.
The Glocks I own work and work well, they will however, never come close to that kind of class.

I shoot this gun regularly and it's never malfunctioned, you're all starting to know me by now so it shouldn't surprise you that I have a brand new P7M13 tucked away in the safe. It's the collector in me. ;-)

Old Cop

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

The Invisible Deer


First let me state for the record, I hate drunks. I've seen far too many over the years.

There was this one in particular that decided his riding lawnmower would be a dandy form of transportation. Trouble was, his main choice of thoroughfare was the front yards of about a dozen or so different citizens. Answering the call I found him valiantly trying to restart his stalled Toro.

Upon seeing me he took off running towards the backyard of the residence where he'd ended his joy ride realizing too late that it was surrounded by a 10' high wooden privacy fence.

He made a running jump, I assume intending to leap the fence in a single bound, and splattered against it like a bug on a windshield. At this point, he was fairly easy to apprehend and cuff, so I led him to the front of the house were my commission was parked.

About this time a County unit rolled up along with the other town Officer that had already arrived.

The drunk seeing that he had an audience of at least a dozen or more town folk decided this was the time to make a name for himself and began fighting and using language that would have made my old Basic Training Instructor blush.

Drunk or not, it took all three of us to put him face down and get him searched. All the while he was referring to us with every vile name his dull brain could conjure.

He kicked, spit and screamed obscenities at the top of his lungs. Finally we just "stuffed" him into the back of my Crown Vic and I headed for the county jail. In the county I work all prisoners go to the county lock up and it is about a 15-20 minute drive.

By this time, he was performing for an audience of one and I was becoming very irritated. I couldn't drown him out with the radio or anything else. That's when the "evil demon" appeared on my shoulder. I remembered that it was all we could do to get him in the back seat and he wasn't seat belted.

Slowly I watched my speedometer creep up higher and higher. Suddenly I screamed "DEER!" and stood on the brake with both feet. I was rewarded with a wet sounding "Thwack" against the back of the cage.

I drove on but there was no noise coming from the back. I began to get worried but I had arrived at the detention center and they had opened the sally port door for my car.

By this time, quite concerned about the state of my prisoner I got out and opened the back door for the correctional folks.

He was laying on the floor and immediately started shouting, "blank you, all of you blank, blank, blanking, blanks." The jailers pulled him out, none too gently I might add, and I went inside to finish my paperwork.

Lesson learned I never saw the invisible deer again but, after several years to dwell on it, I believe they might be the most dangerous breed around. ,-)

Old Cop

Friday, January 16, 2009

My Kaboom

First let me state for the record that I like Glock handguns. I have a model 17 9mm, 20 10mm and 22 .40 S&W. My experience with the Glock pistol had always been positive until this one fine day at the range. My Duty pistol is a Glock 22 in .40 S&W. Qualifications were due that afternoon and I thought I'd run a few boxes through the gun just to reacquaint myself with her.

Shooting some Remington Golden Saber, I started banging away when the unexpected happened. "KABOOM!" My hand was stinging, the magazine was on the floor and the extractor was missing from the gun. My friend was staring at me with his jaw hanging open.

We crawled around on the floor and found base of the case that was sheared off like it had been cut. The rest of the case was still in the pistol. we also found the broken extractor.
The only similar experience I'd had, was with a Colt 1911 back in the early IPSC days. I'd had the barrel liberally throated and was reloading brass over and over when I had a case head failure. I had very similar results to the Glock kaboom.

I cheated that afternoon and shot the qualification course with my personal model 22. I ordered a new extractor plunger and spring, put the Glock back together, and it's worked fine ever since. I must admit however that whenever I fire it I kind of flinch for that first round.
A much better explanation of what happened can be found here.

http://www.thegunzone.com/glock/glock-kb-faq.html

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

More from the Safe




Okay folks you're all going to chew me out again but I have very few "shiny" guns and once more, this one is unfired. It goes so well with the little "J" frame model 38 from the last post that I had to dig it out.

I ran into a S&W collector that was liquidating his prized pieces. You all know how I love "K" frame S&W's and he had this beautiful Model 15-3 nickle snubby. I chatted with the fellow for quite a while, we hit it off and I walked away with this little girl unfired, in the original box for $375. Yes, it's another "safe queen".

Sunday, January 11, 2009

A view from the Gun Safe





Since this is primarily a gun bog, I thought I'd trot out a few of my safe queens for your consideration. I ran across this little model 38-1 a while back and couldn't resist. I believe the design is fantastic. It's got a light weight aluminum frame and a shrouded hammer. It's snag free, yet offers the option of being able to cock the piece if I so desire.
She came complete with the box and all the appropriate paperwork. She's never been shot and will stay that way. She's so pretty that it's almost like a piece of jewelry.

If the feedback is positive, this will be the first of many from the Safe. I hope you enjoy them as much as I do.

It's a lot more fun if you can show them off!

Old Cop

Friday, January 9, 2009

Why I love the Indiana State Police


I must admit that I work for a small town department with a dozen Officers. We are however 4 miles from a city of 150,000 just across the county line. I find myself quite frequently (Due to vacations or illness or training) working a shift with my only backup a county unit that might be 20 minutes away.

There is however a young State Trooper (seems young to me that is) that works in my neck of the woods. There has been many a night when he's pulled over for a quick "What's Happening" and when he finds out I'm working alone he arbitrarily works traffic in my general vicinity. Then, when I catch something like a 10-16 in progress (Domestic Disturbance) he always rolls up and has my back.

ISP, I love those guys!

Thursday, January 1, 2009

Classic Iron



I had a few things to do today and, as I was getting dressed and looking through the gun safe, I became somewhat nostalgic. If not "on the job" I pick out the "gun of the day" like Imelda Marcos would pick out shoes.

Today I wore a favorite. She's an old 2" Colt Python. I'm not sure of the date of manufacture but the Serial number is E2XXX. The Blue is almost perfect with just a touch of holster wear at the muzzle. There is almost no drag line around the cylinder and what wear does exists is soft and on the high points. Not an indication of abuse or neglect but rather the sign of respectful use. Not unlike smile lines on the face of a beautiful woman. It accentuates her beauty rather than detracting from it.

I carried her in a rich brown Alessi "pull through" high rise holster on my right hip. She was stoked with Double Tap 125 grain hollow points and, unlike my recent Detective Special experience, she is adjusted to shoot dead on at 15 yards.

I put twelve or eighteen rounds through her a couple of times a year. I do have an unfired 4" that's a safe queen but, once again, that's another post. The blue is that bottomless deep Colt Royal Blue that required so much polishing to attain. I have to admit that a couple of times during the day, when I was alone, I'd draw her and just admire the pure craftsmanship that was the Python. To quote an over used cliche, They just don't make em like that anymore.

She's been wiped down and put back in the safe for another day, but I have to admit, I did enjoy her company this New Years Day.

Happy Holidays my friends

Old Cop

Happy New Year!




To all the nice folks I've already met since I've started "blogging" thank you for your input and kind words of support.

May each year be better than the last and may there be many more to come.

I hope some day to meet some of you in person. Maybe there should be a "National Blogger Convention"!

Again, Happy new year to you all!

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

This just makes me laugh


Monday, December 29, 2008

My Shiny Shoes


We'd been having a bout of wonderful weather here in the Midwest recently and on Saturday the 27th actually set a new record of 72 degrees. I wear, quite frequently, the latest uniform of the day which consists of Black BDU's, suppressed patches, baseball cap and Combat Boots. On this Saturday however I decided to wear my favorite Uniform, the Class A.

I lovingly pulled a set out of the plastic dry cleaners bag and, after a careful polishing of my name plate, collar brass and shield, I put on what I feel is a "real" policeman's uniform. I had my dress tie (velcro in the back ) and an almost new pair of Bates low quarters. I even gave my basket weave duty gear a quick once over. Looking in the mirror I felt what had those many years ago when I first put it on. (It was the ONLY uniform then)

The day started out well. I made a couple of traffic stops but felt (and looked) so good that I just admonished them to slow down, be careful and have a happy holiday.

The first severe weather warning came about 19:30 hours. It seemed that a horrible storm front was moving in our direction with torrential rain and winds up to 60 mph. ( can you see where this is going? )

I was sitting in the bank parking lot when the full force of Mother Nature hit, man, the car was rocking. That's when I got the call from dispatch, (210 we have a report of a vehicle off the roadway, west bound hwy "X", quarter mile from "X") I replied that I was en route.

Upon my arrival I did indeed find a car buried up to the doors in thick mud with an elderly lady behind the wheel in tears. I made my way down the ditch and got her to open the window on the passenger side. She stated that she was fine but she just couldn't see the road. After making sure that didn't need an ambulance, I called dispatch for a wrecker,

With the assistance of the wrecker driver we got her up the mud slope and into my unit. Then I stood in the rain, directing traffic, for 15 minutes while the wrecker pulled her out. The vehicle wasn't damaged, just mud covered and I convinced the driver to follow me, in her car, to her home while I spoke with her and got her calmed down.

I helped get her groceries and cane in the house and returned the wrecker driver to his truck. He wanted to look a little more for his flashlight that he'd lost and I helped him find it in the muck.

I then returned to the ladies home to ensure that she was alright. I spoke with her for another fifteen minutes or so and she was fine.

When I got home I left my "shiny shoes' on the porch and unstrapped the little mud encrusted Kel-Tek .380 from my ankle. I've still got to clean the shoes but it can wait.

I'll wear them again next spring.

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Merry Christmas Everyone!


Tuesday, December 23, 2008

The Perfect Car Gun?


What are the requirements of a pistol kept in a motor vehicle for self defense?

Power, it will probably be utilized at close range so the ability to end the scenario with one shot is paramount.

Reliability, it has to fire that powerful round no matter what the circumstances.

Durability, being able to stand up the the constantly changing environment inside of an automobile summer, Winter, Spring or Fall.

I've long been searching for the perfect "Car Gun" and think I may have found it.

The pistol you are looking at is a S&W model 60 "Pro Series"

Being a stainless revolver there are no magazine springs to weaken or rust to concern oneself with.

Being a .357 Magnum with a 3" barrel gives it that added oomph that a 2" tube lacks and the ability "I" think to end a fight at close range.

The little gun gives surprising accuracy at 15 yards and the front sight even has a tritium insert.

The trigger pull is exceptional and very slick in double action.

I think I'll carry it in the Toyota SUV for a while, I'll keep you posted on the results.


Old Cop

Monday, December 22, 2008

Why do I get notified for Jury Duty?


Every time they send me the form for Jury Duty, there is a question that asks; "Are you now or have you ever served as a Police Officer?" I always answer; "yes, I am currently serving as a police Officer and have done so for X number of years." I used to replace "X" with the number of years, but now it's the number of decades. For instance, on the one I just received I stated for over two decades.

Then there is the question about there being any reason that I could not serve impartially on a Jury. My standard answer is; "It's been my experience that the judicial system is weak and by the time any suspect makes it past the prosecutor's "Lets make a deal" faze they are guilty. I tell them that everyone who makes it before a judge is guilty. ( Okay maybe I really don't believe that but it usually works and I spend enough time in court rooms, thank you,)

Any way I'm waiting for the day that, for some odd reason, they make me actually serve. Hmmm....................... You know, it might be interesting!

Old Cop

Thursday, December 18, 2008

Tactical use of the Tazer


My friend Peter has commented, in the past, on the misuse of the Taser. I "can" tell you what it's been like in my neck of the woods. During the last 28 odd years or so I've been issued all sorts of "non Lethal" weapons. From the original S&W Chemical MACE dispenser to today's Pepper Spray. From PR24's to collapsible ASP batons.

Also during this period I've been in more that my share of physical confrontations. To be brutally honest I won a few and lost a few. I've been punched, kicked and even bitten. All of the above implements work to some degree or another.

About a year ago we introduced the X26 Taser. The strangest thing is. that when we rolled it out, resisting arrest calls, dropped through the floor! We have yet to deploy one in an actual scenario. All it takes is to pull the Taser out of the holster and all fighting stops. The perps realize that unlike a firearm, we will use the taser. As a matter of fact, were just dieing to use it. It has stopped an unknown number of fights. In my observation the taser is the most humane non lethal weapon ever produced.

Now I would never give up my asp baton. Whenever one is conducting a search of a particularly NASTY vehicle or domicile nothing is better than snapping open the ASP and using it to push around things you'd never touch. Worth its weight in gold I say. :-) I know that anything can and will be abused. This includes the Taser.

Beauty is as beauty does!

Wednesday, December 17, 2008


Sig's are among my favorite handguns. The P225 is one of my favorite Sig's. You can find used Sig 225's on the market as the P6. These are used German police guns. As with many retired Law Enforcement weapons they tend to be carried much, shot little.

I had a very nice commercial 225 that shot great. Then I got ambitious.

Because I shoot very high pressure 9mm (for social use) Federal 9bple, Cor-Bon, Double Tap, I replaced all the springs in the pistol and magazines with Wolff extra power springs. Of course I "had" to put on a set of trijicon night sights.

After putting that much work into the pistol, I had to make it prettier so I sent it of to my friends at CCR Refinishing. I've had five firearms worked over by Brad and Mary and they do a truly outstanding job. The pictures I've posted are from there stock photos, only because my photographic skills are sorely lacking. My 225 looks exactly like this one. After a session at the range the Teflon and ceramic finish wipes clean with a soft cloth. I've seen no signs of any wear.
It fits in the small of the back perfectly.
You know, I've got more guns than sense:-)

This day in History


Being an old USAF Airman I was made aware while in service that Orville and Wilbur Wright achieved the first "Powered" manned flight at Kitty Hawk on this date December 17th 1903 in the Wright Flyer 1. They made four powered flights ( 2 each ) and set in motion events that a mere 66 years later would culminate in mankind walking on the moon.

I say, "hats off today to Orville and Wilbur!

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

The Second Amendment


There has been much discussion on the Second Amendment during the upcoming administration. It is a topic of much concern in the circles I travel. It was fortuitous that the Heller case was settled before the election. This does not however, mean that our firearms are safe.

In my opinion, the new administration will be too busy with other matters to focus on the "Hot Potato" of Gun Control. I do believe there will be another so called Assault Weapons Ban. This will happen after the next "High Profile" shooting. They will use the next incident as a catalyst for the implementation of their Ban.

It will be a tough fight in the House and Senate, many Democratic Congressmen and Senators have very pro gun constituents. But sooner or later they will ban certain weapons from consumer ownership.

My problem is that once you begin to take away "ANY" right It's like an avalanche in the mountains. Once the "List" exists it's a simple matter to add other items or weapons to it.

As a Police Officer it is not my job to protect you. Why you might ask? Because I probably won't be there when whatever happens to you happens! My job is to establish the chain of events, collect evidence, apprehend the suspect and give the Prosecuting Attorney the case he needs to punish the wrongdoer.

In almost all cases, a Police Officer is dispatched to a scene after the incident is over. As a citizen of the United States you have the right, no the responsibility to protect yourself and your loved ones. That is one of the reasons for the second amendment.

The other reason is that our founding fathers came from European dictatorships. Everyone in this country has the freedom to live there lives as they wish within the restraints of polite society. They did however see the possibility that at some point in the distant future our country might become an empire and an armed society can remove a emperor or dictator from power. I hope not in my or my son's lifetimes but the day may come.

Why as human beings are we so destined to remake the mistakes of the past?

Sorry, bit of a dark mood today.

Monday, December 15, 2008

Disappointment thy name is Colt!


I have long been a fan of the little, six shot, steel framed Colt Detective Special. I have two pristine specimens that reside unmolested in my gun safe. While perusing my local gun shop the other day I came across what I thought at the time was a perfect "carry" piece. The bluing was unmarked, the bore and chambers clean and shiny and the lockup was tight. The only blemish was on the hammer.


For some unknown reason Colt always left these in the white. (plain steel no finish) This one had rust on both sides. I got it for a very reasonable price. What followed was about ten hours of watching television and vigorously polishing the hammer with "Flitz" polishing compound.


What I ended up with was a hammer that almost looked chrome plated! Not very original but I intended to carry this little gun off duty.


Unlike some folks, I've never felt under gunned with a good quality .38 Special snubbie. It's a great gun to carry when you're not working or expecting trouble.


I trotted off to my local indoor range with 'Great Expectations". I started out at ten yards with Speer 158 grain +P FMJ practice ammo. I got a great group, just twelve inches high and three left. I was stunned! I'd shot Detective Specials on many occasions and found them to always shoot to point of aim! I switched over to some Federal, American Eagle 130 grain FMJ fodder and gave it another go. Same story, just nine inches high and three inches to the left.


I am now officially in grumbling mode. I haven't given up yet and have a plethora of other types of .38 Special ammo in my larder. I'll try a few more and see what happens. I've got some great defensive loads. I'm afraid however that my efforts will be in vain.


(sigh) Anybody want to buy a great, low mileage, gun with a very shiny hammer? :-)

Sunday, December 14, 2008

The Crazy Lady


Just a quick one before I hit the sack. In my jurisdiction resides the "Crazy Lady". She lives in a rent controlled apartment building and calls the police two or three times a week. the last call was a request to fingerprint her TV on/off switch because someone was watching her television while she was gone.


Tonight, because of Rock / Paper / Scissors, I drew the call. She wanted to report that someone had stolen her rolling papers.


Hand to God! Good Night ( or good morning )


OldCop

Saturday, December 13, 2008

The Firearm Economy


Everyone, with the possible exception of Rumpelstiltskin, is aware of the struggling state of the economy. I witnessed my first glimpse of the "Gun" economy during my yearly pilgrimage to the Wanenmacher's Gun Show in Tulsa Oklahoma.

For those of you that are unaware, the Wanenmacher show is the Holy Grail of all Gun Shows. Held at the Tulsa Fairgrounds it ran November 8th & 9th this year, a scant six days after the election. http://www.tulsaarmsshow.com/frames.html

Let me make this clear, I pray daily for our President Elect for he is going to be the duly elected commander and chief of our Military (read, sons and daughters) and the leader of the free world. If he fails badly, then we all fail equally as a nation.

That being said, it is no secret where he, or his growing cabinet, stand on the Second Amendment.

My friends and I have always attended the show on the Friday before the show starts as paying gun dealers and things were pretty normal on that day. (If you ever get the chance to attend, do so. With almost 4,000 tables it's a magnificent spectacle) When we came back on Saturday it was almost frightening.

The crowd was agitated and gargantuan in size. I overheard a young man behind me make the statement that the first thing he was going to do was buy an AR15 and he didn't care what it cost. Firearms, ammunition and high capacity magazines were "flying" out the door. By the way, I noticed that prices kept going up and people kept buying faster. It was as if a panic had set in. We finally got tired of fighting the crowd and left on Saturday.

I did pick up a beautiful, I mean absolutely gorgeous, Swiss K31 rifle manufactured in 1949 with a blond stock that looked as if it had left the factory the week before not 60 years ago! But then that would be another post. :-)

I saw further examples of this phenomenon when I got back home. I'm a "frequent flier' of all the local gun shops and call most of the proprietors my friends. What I'm seeing now are empty shelves. It appears that, even though my 401K is now about equal to a 201K, the value of my pretty extensive firearms collection has skyrocketed.

All I can recommend to anyone reading this post is to procure a personal protection permit if your state of residence has one, and don't be tempted into selling any handguns, assault rifles or high capacity magazines. For now, there as good as gold.

That's just my Observation.


Friday, December 12, 2008

A Blast from the Past


Many years ago during the "Cold War" I spent several years in the USAF (Make that the Strategic Air Command or "SAC") as a Security Policeman. In those days we carried S&W mod 15-2, Combat Masterpiece .38 Special revolvers. The concept of 9mm Semiautos was still far in the future.


I'd been looking for a pristine specimen with the U.S.A.F. markings however, during the Clinton administration, almost all of these were chopped to pieces. The few that one does see these days are usually counterfeit, in terrible condition, or priced at a phenomenal cost.


I was recently blessed by the gun show spirits to find an unfired, 4" S&W model 15-2 with the proper box, grips and paperwork. This weapon was manufactured in 1962. Regrettably, I won't be shooting it.


I do, once in a while, get it out, wipe it down and take a brief trip down memory lane to F.E. Warren AFB, Cheyenne Wyoming.






Thursday, December 11, 2008

A few of my favorite things,


Back "in the day" I was the first Police Officer on my department to carry a semi automatic pistol. We had to supply our own equipment and everyone else carried K frame S&Ws, with a smattering of Colts and even a couple of Ruger Security Six's.

I had been carrying a 4" Dan Wesson model 15 revolver (a very underrated and exceptional firearm) but arrived on qualification day with a brand spanking new Sig 220 with the European magazine release located on the butt of the Pistol.

I took a lot of good natured ribbing and heard all the myths that Pistols weren't reliable or accurate in stride.

The chief (a damned good man who's gone now) walked up, gave my gear the once over and stated in his usual drawl, "Long as you qualify with it." and walked away. He was a man who would never use three words if two would suffice.

We qualified out to fifty yards in those days and I posted at the top of the roster. Not unusual, I'm a firearms enthusiast. (You know, gun nut)

After another year or two, they issued us weapons and leather so I had to retire the Sig.


Going through the gun safe last night I ran across her. She wears Hogue Tulipwood stocks now, and carries a few marks and dings, each one a story of its own, but still looks good.

I'm going to the indoor range tomorrow and think I'll take her for a spin. Like an old lover we shared a lot of nights together and I never felt outgunned. Old Duty Guns. One of my favorite things.