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Toker Villain
Big Wall climber
Toquerville, Utah
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Dec 30, 2007 - 03:53am PT
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Consider yourself fortunate.
Is it rated for +P?
You don't want to abuse the piece you rely on.
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SammyLee2
Trad climber
Memphis, TN
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Dec 30, 2007 - 04:01am PT
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Not sure. I looked at all the specs and never saw that one way or the other. It is a Beretta gun, with the tools sent to Turkey under license. From all I read about it, it is as good as the original Beretta. I most likely won't put thousands of rounds through it. Just a few hundred to test it, sight it, get used to it, then a couple of dozen rounds of MagSafe to see how it feeds the the hot stuff. After that, just enough to keep familiar.
Yep, you are right about the need to draw. After living in South Florida and now in Memphis, I am lucky. I hope I live the rest of my life that way.
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Toker Villain
Big Wall climber
Toquerville, Utah
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Dec 30, 2007 - 04:23am PT
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I like my Berettas, but don't shoot hot rounds through any of the handguns.
Standard .40S&W is returning good statistics. Find a hollow point your piece likes to eat and you should be set.
It's not that I'm old fashioned; it's just that the high end Kimber .45s and Les Baer give me absolutely the best accuracy. And I subscribe to the Israeli dictum that accuracy is everything. (They even sometimes use .22lr for low signature CQB).
So even though people make jokes about italian weapons being made in a country who's military is the stuff of comic opera, it IS the oldest firm in the world and a proven performer. (Besides, Turks make good guns too.)
The sub-$400 price point is very competitive and Beretta is a strong contender.
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p-dub
climber
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Dec 30, 2007 - 05:05am PT
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Not sure if my dog would do anything to an intruder at my house, actually he let a drunk kid wander in and go to sleep in my bed once while i was snoozing on the couch, apparently neither of us woke up. The truck, on the other hand, is his little dog house on wheels -don't f*#k with it!
I was doing a stealth bivy in Yosemite at some trailhead west of Tioga pass a few years back, sleeping soundly when my boy started with a deep, sumthin's up up growl, real quiet, just to wake me up. I realized there was a car outside idling and two fellas casing my truck.
I heard one of the latches on my topper twist open, some conversation in spanish and a coupla of chuckles, my heart was POUNDING. They opened the back of my truck, and my dog went off! These two fellas thought they were gonna rip off some backcountry campers and got 90 lbs of fur and fang coming at them.
One jumps back in their car, the other starts asking "how far the next town?" I said I would let the dog out if they didn't leave while I retrieved my Browning Hi-Power 40 S&W from it's 'road bivy spot.' They left pretty quick.
Real glad I didn't have to brandish, they never knew I had a fire arm, but it was the second time I felt glad I had one while just pulling over somewhere to sleep. Also real glad I had my boy alert me and keep up the rukus while one dude thought he could play it off like they needed directions.
The other time I was menaced by rednecks in S. Dakota. No dog at the time, I just lay there quietly in my sleeping bag with my pistol in my hand until they got bored of taunting and and chucking empty beer cans at my truck. I waited a few minutes and was awake enough to keep driving after that.
The time I found the kid in my bed, I was mostly asleep myself, turned on the light in my room and saw this dude, with his eyes open laying in my bed. Understand that the house was a bit of a climber's crash pad, but when I asked who he was, he said, "I don't know." Big red flag.
My initial thought was the 40, about 8' away in the closet, and locked. Probably a good thing, I could have done something stupid as I was also intoxicated. So I went into rage and grab the kids wrist wrenching it into an unnatural position, feeling some stuff go snap, crackle and pop as I did, and stood the kid up. He was at least 6" taller than me and had 50 lbs on me. I walked him out into the hallway and started yelling to wake up the roomies who called the cops.
They wouldn't arrest this f*#ker! There were rapes with the same MO happing at this time in this college town, and they wouldn't arrest this f*#ker! I got into a shouting match with the responding officer about this and was threatened with arrest myself.
Afterward, the back up officer said, "This situation make me embarrassed to be a police officer, he should have been arrested." He gave me internal investigations contacts and urged me to follow up. I did and was visited by the "commander" or "chief" or something who basically said "My guy is on swat and you were under the influence..." Got into another shouting match with him. I was still angry, and that got me nowhere.
So I'm rambling, but want to know what Jody would do if he found me in sleeping in my vehicle, in no camping zone of a National Park, with a loaded pistol transported into CA from out of state?
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happiegrrrl
Trad climber
New York, NY
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Dec 30, 2007 - 10:37am PT
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I had my apartment burglarized, twice, when I lived up in Washington Heights. The neighborhood was poor but not barrio. On my side of Broadway was white, black, and a small mix from the rest of the world. The other side was 99% South American. Again, poor but not poverty-stricken.
My break-in was like the welcome wagon. I'd moved in 3 weeks previous, and they came in while I was at work, took their time and methodically went through everything. A very orderly ransack job.
I came home to an unlocked door, chiding myself for "forgetting" and my first clue that something was wrong was the kitchen towel that was tossed into the sink. Then, I looked up and saw....all the cupboards open, then storage boxes with the contents set down outside them....
What a bizarre, frightening feeling. Of course I worried they were in my home, and froze. I called out something and got no indication they were there, and then I thought of my kitty, Picolo Amico. Then he meowed, a frightened meow, and I found him, shaking, under the bed.
I did call the police and they came and took a report. They told me stuff like "Burglars during the day - know you're away and are cowards. They would piss their pants if they accidentally found you home and run, usually not carrying weapons. Looking for money, jewelry and goods they can sell for cash."
A detective came a couple days later and dusted for prints. There was one storage box where he felt he got something, I think. I can't remember why I felt they weren't my prints....
They had come in from the fire escape, broken a window, and walked out the front door(that was why it was unlocked).
A few weeks later, I got hit again. But this time - a neighbor saw the guy going in, and said it was the friggin' SUPER of the building!
Gave me a bizarre story that I can't even remember. I went down to the office and got some kind of BS I can't recall. I know I called the police, but for some strange reason, I didn't get much help this time, except they said "Sometimes they come back, after you've replaced the items stolen..."
My landlord would not pay to install security gates. Grrrr.
When I moved away, three weeks later, the person who moved in called me(the landlord had given her my #, I guess) and told me she'd been burglarized. They pried the friggin door frame open though!
OH! I just remembered - When I moved into that apartment, there was nothing in the space except of course the fridge and stove. And one other item. In the front closet. A 3 foot hardwood rod with a big, mofo brass piece of hardware on the end. I knew what it was, and told myself the previous occupant had been paranoid...
Looking back on these memories - sheesh! Since living at my current place(Chelsea), I've had no problems, even though our front door is such a piece of crap that it is almost always open. For a while, if I forgot my keys, I could go to the trash can, grab a thin piece of cardboard and unlatch the lock myself.
And then - there's the other side of the coin. One time, I was questioned by a set of detectives! A building I had a dog walking client in got burglarized over a weekend. Usually I did M-F mid day, but that weekend she was traveling and I was there 3 times a day and twice on Saturday.
The next week, I finished walking the dog and as I walked out the front door, two men approached me, pulled badges and asked if they could ask me some questions.
HO LEE Shit!
Now I can tell you that I had nothing to be afraid of, but I was really really scared. My heart started pounding, I felt an instinctive reflex to flee - it was intense. And afterward - I felt very weird. Obviously, someone had suggested me, as it was out of the ordinary. Possibly it was even my client.
It HURT. I felt really - I can't describe the feeling. Like the world was a dimmer place because of it. It messed with my self esteem for a few days too. Like "Am I a loser, that people would look at me and think I am capable of doing something like that?"
Of course, the cops knew I wasn't the culprit after a few questions(Had I been in the building, at what items, had I seen anything or anyone suspicious, etc), and that was the last I heard of it. But those cops were so f'kin intense! It was like one was questioning, the other was interpreting my response/reactions. It was visceral. I felt very vulnerable and frightened.
It's easy for me to see how people fear the authority, whether it's police, bureaucracy or military. I had a feeling, while this was happening, that it was entirely possible I might be blamed for something I hadn't done and put through the ringer. I can easily imagine how some young man from an area that sees a lot of crime, happening to be in the wrong place at the wrong time, would feel that he hadn't much of a chance.
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WBraun
climber
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Dec 30, 2007 - 10:58am PT
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Nice post happie
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fear
Ice climber
hartford, ct
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Dec 30, 2007 - 11:47am PT
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You're fine only if he's dead.... (i.e. don't stop shooting.....)
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SammyLee2
Trad climber
Memphis, TN
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Dec 30, 2007 - 12:19pm PT
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Come on guys, you know the rule is to stop the threat. If he is down, he is down. Anything beyond that is illegal. But a trained shooter putting a double tap in the right place will likely be fatal anyway. Not my goal in life but neither are a lot of other things I prepare for.
Really, I'd like to just use my guns for fun stuff, like hunting and target shooting. I'd like to live somewhere that would be possible.
And for those who think hunting is cruel, consider the loss of natural predators and deer starving due to overpopulation.
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Lost Arrow
Trad climber
The North Ridge of the San Fernando
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Dec 30, 2007 - 12:24pm PT
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I nearly unloaded my 9mm with hollowpoints into a crazy man from New Mexico. Probally not a good idea to let me have a firearm.
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SammyLee2
Trad climber
Memphis, TN
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Dec 30, 2007 - 12:36pm PT
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I think the biggest reason I've carried for so long and never presented is that I stay away from situations that might require it. If there is a way out without violence I pretty much will take it. And actually being armed lets me do that better. I know that I don't have to bluster and bluff. He can say whatever he wants but in the end, he is not going to hurt me or mine. I can walk away knowing that in a way, I saved someone's life. Plus, just be a restrained, in control person. Helps in many aspects of life.
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Hardman Knott
Gym climber
Muir Woods National Monument, Mill Valley, Ca
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Dec 30, 2007 - 02:56pm PT
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SammyLee2 wrote:
I think the biggest reason I've carried for so long and never presented is that I stay away from situations that might require it. If there is a way out without violence I pretty much will take it. And actually being armed lets me do that better. I know that I don't have to bluster and bluff. He can say whatever he wants but in the end, he is not going to hurt me or mine. I can walk away knowing that in a way, I saved someone's life. Plus, just be a restrained, in control person. Helps in many aspects of life.
More sage words have knott been spoken...
Fattrad - I thought a shotgun was the way to go for home-defense...
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FeelioBabar
climber
Sneaking up behind you...
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Dec 30, 2007 - 03:06pm PT
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my Pre '64 Model 94 is a perfect home defender...and the wife is deadly with it!
Though nothing runs a chill up and intruders spine like jacking a round through a pump 12. Thank Hollywood for making that sound universally known
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neebee
Social climber
calif/texas
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Dec 30, 2007 - 04:07pm PT
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hey there wbraun.... as to your quote:
"At Merry's moms house in LA once some guy off the street just opened the front door and and sat down at the time they are having dinner and takes Merry's plate from her and starts eating her dinner, LOL."
oh, my, it is good that he grabbed the plate and not the wife! ... say, lots of these things do of course happen easier with unlocked doors.... i have heard a few day-time stories, as well---i always keep the doors locked when i babysit the kids and teach them to do that....
but say--it happens with cars too!
my ex-son in law had a guy open the door and get in at an stop sign... son-in-law was watching traffic, he was lucky to get the guy out... one macho guy over the other, the guy got kind of threatened and pushed out...
then, too, in south texas---doors locked, i had approached an intersection and oddly noticed two cop cars... some guy was wondering around... most likely i should not have stopped as the guy came up to try and get in my car (hmmm, police were just watching... hmmm, so took-off before the guy was close enough--it might have been nicer if they were near the STOP signs and WAVING folks through the intersection, but, just dont know)...
well, locked doors is just an extra precaution, at anyrate...
yet, of course, windows are fragil...
hope all is well, soon mark m---take care...
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neebee
Social climber
calif/texas
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Dec 30, 2007 - 04:49pm PT
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hey there hardman knott... wow, what WILL they think of next... perhaps public use of "james bond" cars huh?...
say, thanks for the share, hardman, :) ....
then, turning just a bit off the post-path, it is too bad that folks need such extrememes, huh... man, oh, man ...
*say, as an extra note---have you seen the thread/post for bobby model? south africa and the attack on cars there, had left him very seriously injured... (but this was rock-throwing)
*say all, i did not realize---perhpas the rock throwing, too, was meant for more than just random violence, and leads to car jacking after someone is injured---i am very doulbe-glad that this brother and sister couple were able to recieve help (or get to help) and lived through this awful time)...
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Spencer Adkisson
Trad climber
Reno, NV
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Dec 30, 2007 - 05:59pm PT
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Mark,
Very scary. Glad you and yours are ok. That is why I always keep the doors locked up in here.
Have you seen the movie Blood Diamonds? Thay have a phrase, "T.I.A." (this is africa). My wife and I have changed it to T.I.R. (this is Reno). Wierd stuff happens. Take care. We should meet up sometime and drink beer, and grovel in the dark and snow. Oops, guess I'm too late. Maybe next time.
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mark miller
Social climber
Reno
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Topic Author's Reply - Dec 30, 2007 - 06:04pm PT
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Spencer we're gonna head out (somewhere) next Thursday night for beer and cold and maybe some climbing even, EMail me. Yeah Reno has a slightly higher then average crime level then cities of the same size but the Casinos don't let the papers report everything.
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Toker Villain
Big Wall climber
Toquerville, Utah
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Dec 30, 2007 - 06:18pm PT
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A month ago some fool ignored my no trespassing sign and knocked on my front door wanting to sell me something.
His eyes kind of went wide when I walked up behind him wearing a .45 so I knew he wasn't attempting an "interview" with some criminal intent.
Sent him on his way with a little lecture about reading signs.
Thought later I should have recorded his ID, but I had been cooking and didn't want to take the time.
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fareastclimber
Big Wall climber
Hong Kong & Wales
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Seems to be different in the U.S... in Wales, scallies off the street have been known to actually just walk through your unlocked front door, when confronted they just try to talk you in to letting them have some of your stuff - 'c'mon mate, only just want a few things.'
Gypsys are the best thieves of all it seems. I know a guy who was once surrounded by a group of 10 or so of them and they basically just started to take everything valuable off of him (necklace, watch, suit/clothes and wallet) - he couldn't do a thing because they surrounded him completely and otherwise would have beat the sh#t out of him. It's such a brilliant idea that it's almost doesn't seem illegal, more like it is just 'unsolicited taking'.
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