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You know the feeling, you reach down to feel your pocket for your Hinderer and instead of feeling the clip or the knife all you feel is emptiness. Then the panic sets in, like when you first realize that you have become lost in woods (disorientated for those who are experienced woodsmen), or momentarily losing sight of your kids in a crowd (lesser of course) or you can"t find your dog (until you realize he is on your bed napping). Well, my XM 18 pictured below came up missing after a short nap.
I woke up and was headed out when I reached down to check the status of wallet, car keys and Hinderer, oh no! Hinderer is not in right front pocket! I went back upstairs to my bedroom and checked the bed and no Hinderer, checked my dresser top where I routinely put it along with other essentials; Hinderer pens, Hinderer armorer tool, wristwatch, wallet, you know the routine. Well, it was not there, okay panic is starting to ebb into my brain, pushing out rational thinking. However I start the rational process of when did I see it last. Prior to my nap I had just returned from the airport driving in a heavy snowstorm, okay I was in the car, check the car. I grabbed one of my EDC flashlights that has 600 lumens and proceed to thoroughly search my car under scorching light, negative results, now panic is starting to overwhelm any minute rational thinking that I had left. Bursts of unconnected random thoughts were now feeding my already degenerating thought process. Did it fall out at the airport, did someone pick it up, did TSA find it and now resides in a bushel basket that makes it way to on line auctions to sell by the pound, is it in my snow covered driveway, what knife will I EDC now?
Finally I catch my breath and try to put the situation into prospective, even though it is a Hinderer it is only an object. So now I start the search process anew without the panic driven craze. I went back to my bedroom and methodically pulled the blankets off, the sheets and finally the extra quilt at the foot of the bed and there it was, I found my Hinderer my "holy grail"! I picked it up and looked it over similar to that of a mother seal finding its offspring amidst the sea of babies on the beach. Yep it was my XM with Pond Scum Scale that has resided in my right front trouser pocket continuously for the last several months and now was returned to its assigned position.
I have no idea how it worked its way out of my pocket ( it has a very strong clip) and ended up under a quilt at the end of the bed. Then I looked at my dog, Daniels who has a habit of stockpiling various objects in his own bed. Daniels has a decent pen collection, cat toys, and socks that have to be purged daily. He was resting beside me when the XM went mising, so I wondered what part he might have had it this whole episode. He is pictured below with one of my XMs
Tell me your story.
I woke up and was headed out when I reached down to check the status of wallet, car keys and Hinderer, oh no! Hinderer is not in right front pocket! I went back upstairs to my bedroom and checked the bed and no Hinderer, checked my dresser top where I routinely put it along with other essentials; Hinderer pens, Hinderer armorer tool, wristwatch, wallet, you know the routine. Well, it was not there, okay panic is starting to ebb into my brain, pushing out rational thinking. However I start the rational process of when did I see it last. Prior to my nap I had just returned from the airport driving in a heavy snowstorm, okay I was in the car, check the car. I grabbed one of my EDC flashlights that has 600 lumens and proceed to thoroughly search my car under scorching light, negative results, now panic is starting to overwhelm any minute rational thinking that I had left. Bursts of unconnected random thoughts were now feeding my already degenerating thought process. Did it fall out at the airport, did someone pick it up, did TSA find it and now resides in a bushel basket that makes it way to on line auctions to sell by the pound, is it in my snow covered driveway, what knife will I EDC now?
Finally I catch my breath and try to put the situation into prospective, even though it is a Hinderer it is only an object. So now I start the search process anew without the panic driven craze. I went back to my bedroom and methodically pulled the blankets off, the sheets and finally the extra quilt at the foot of the bed and there it was, I found my Hinderer my "holy grail"! I picked it up and looked it over similar to that of a mother seal finding its offspring amidst the sea of babies on the beach. Yep it was my XM with Pond Scum Scale that has resided in my right front trouser pocket continuously for the last several months and now was returned to its assigned position.
I have no idea how it worked its way out of my pocket ( it has a very strong clip) and ended up under a quilt at the end of the bed. Then I looked at my dog, Daniels who has a habit of stockpiling various objects in his own bed. Daniels has a decent pen collection, cat toys, and socks that have to be purged daily. He was resting beside me when the XM went mising, so I wondered what part he might have had it this whole episode. He is pictured below with one of my XMs
Tell me your story.
