hehe. Odd thing is, I carried 9 cartridges in my coat pocket right through the airport checkpoints, about two years ago.
I was traveling from Oregon to California by air. I was kind of late getting ready and made a bee-line to the airport. I grabbed my jacket (I live on an active farm with coyote problems) and headed out. I was picked up by my client at the airport and brought to my desk area where I was to work for about a week's time down there.
It was about 9:30AM and I took off my jacket and placed it on the chair. I noticed that the jacket was a bit heavy and I figured I'd better dump out the pockets and put the contents in a small box so that things didn't fall all over the place later on. In doing that I pulled out nine fully functional cartridges for my rifle.
You can imagine my shock. That coat had been layed on the conveyor at the airport and x-rayed. I had this sudden nightmare of what would have happened to me has they actually noticed the bullets there. I'd probably have been slammed in some tiny corner without representation from a laywer until the current administration was voted out!
Anyway, since I'd only just arrived at the business and the boss there had only just brought me in and was still standing there next to me (he knew there was no way I could have faked this), I dumped out the bullets for everyone to see! Nice reactions from everyone!!
As a post-script, on the return flight a week later, I took along a new set of specialized screwdrivers, pliers and wrenches I'd seen down in the bay area at a deep discount place for electronics miscellania. Decided to just put it in my bags and scan it through. (I got rid of the bullets, of course.) It was so cheap and I was willing to let them keep it if there was a problem. No problems. Just went right through the scanner and no one ever bothered me about it.
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I still have NO IDEA how rifle cartridges sprawled in a coat pocket, laid out flat and sent through their scanner, made it by. It mystifies me -- they would have looked quite obvious, I'd imagine.
Jon