Well, yesterday was the day a couple buddies and I filmed a video report for geography class about the temperate deciduous forest. We figured that it's a lot more fun to do a video where we have a lot of free reign on what we can do than to do some boring poster. Anyway, we went off to one of my favorite 4x4 places and did a little filming. Of course, khukuris were involved and we had a whole Crocodile Dundee-esque "That's not a knife..." portion where I first whipped out my 18" AK, with my friend pulling out my 43" khukuri that I got at around Christmas time. This was followed by my other friend pulling out a wooden spoon.
Anyway, a lot of fun was had, and afterwards, we were kind of tired and we had more filming to do, so we left most of the props in my vehicle... Including the 43" khuk..
Evening rolls around and I spend it hanging out with the special lady. I drive her home, a half hour drive from here, and as I'm just leaving her town, I notice an LEO turn around and tail me for a while. I get pulled over.
The LEO comes up to my window (actually a somewhat attractive female, just for the record) and says I was pulled over for only having one screw in my front license plate and it was hanging on crooked. She also did the whole, "Have you been drinking?" thing, which I hadn't been, and good thing too. With my novice license, that'd land me a suspension for a little amount of time. So, all that goes on and then she shines the flashlight into the back..
"What's that there?"
"Oh," as I turn around and my heart flutters a little, "that's a khukuri, er, a big knife."
"You mind unlocking the back?"
"Sure."
"So, what're you carrying this around for?" she asks.
"Well," I kind of laugh, "my friends and I were filming a movie today, and this was a prop."
"Oh yeah. Why do you still have it in here?"
"We still have a little more filming to do."
So anyway, that kind of thing carries on for a little longer... She asks me to move some blankets in the back, uncovering an Australian outback hat and a teddy bear, both props. She rifles through the pockets on the seats and whatnot... Finds nothing illegal. Goes back to the khukuri. Draws it halfway, checks for blood. Now this I'm guessing at, since there were mars and scuffs on it from chopping trees. (Side note: a 7lb. 43" khukuri is not the most efficient chopper on the face of the earth.)
She takes my license and does a check and whatnot, comes back, and sends me on my way, telling me to get my plate fixed and that it's probably not the best to be carrying big knives in my truck. I ask her to send my greetings to another LEO I know in that town from the youth academy and am on my way.
This situation could have been a lot worse. Glad it wasn't.
Word to the wise: don't carry 43" khuks in your vehicle unless you have to.
Travis
Anyway, a lot of fun was had, and afterwards, we were kind of tired and we had more filming to do, so we left most of the props in my vehicle... Including the 43" khuk..
Evening rolls around and I spend it hanging out with the special lady. I drive her home, a half hour drive from here, and as I'm just leaving her town, I notice an LEO turn around and tail me for a while. I get pulled over.
The LEO comes up to my window (actually a somewhat attractive female, just for the record) and says I was pulled over for only having one screw in my front license plate and it was hanging on crooked. She also did the whole, "Have you been drinking?" thing, which I hadn't been, and good thing too. With my novice license, that'd land me a suspension for a little amount of time. So, all that goes on and then she shines the flashlight into the back..
"What's that there?"
"Oh," as I turn around and my heart flutters a little, "that's a khukuri, er, a big knife."
"You mind unlocking the back?"
"Sure."
"So, what're you carrying this around for?" she asks.
"Well," I kind of laugh, "my friends and I were filming a movie today, and this was a prop."
"Oh yeah. Why do you still have it in here?"
"We still have a little more filming to do."
So anyway, that kind of thing carries on for a little longer... She asks me to move some blankets in the back, uncovering an Australian outback hat and a teddy bear, both props. She rifles through the pockets on the seats and whatnot... Finds nothing illegal. Goes back to the khukuri. Draws it halfway, checks for blood. Now this I'm guessing at, since there were mars and scuffs on it from chopping trees. (Side note: a 7lb. 43" khukuri is not the most efficient chopper on the face of the earth.)
She takes my license and does a check and whatnot, comes back, and sends me on my way, telling me to get my plate fixed and that it's probably not the best to be carrying big knives in my truck. I ask her to send my greetings to another LEO I know in that town from the youth academy and am on my way.
This situation could have been a lot worse. Glad it wasn't.
Word to the wise: don't carry 43" khuks in your vehicle unless you have to.
Travis
