Road Trip. Yep. Those immortal words, famously uttered in Animal House bring up all sorts of interesting challenges when applied to situations including guns. This weekend, my daughter comes in for a visit. That’s a Major Big Deal around the Kozak hacienda. I love my kid, and treasure the time I get to spend with her. She’s 12-going-on-22, and is remarkably mature for her age. But she’s still 12. And I’m divorced. Even though my ex is also a shooter, I have to keep in mind the potential for blowback on any decision I make that touches on the safety of our child. And then there’s the 180-mile journey (each way) I have to make to pick her up and drop her off – even though I fly her in. Let me explain…

I’m in Shreveport, wrapping up my late father’s affairs. Been here longer than I expected. Between the time I first came down here, for what I thought would be a brief visit to check up on him, and now, a lot has transpired. My divorce. His death. His memorial. And a bunch of trips flying my daughter down to visit. Turns out that it’s unbelievably expensive to fly in/out of Shreveport. So expensive, in fact, that many residents simply don’t do it, opting instead for a one hour or better drive to another city’s airport to travel.

I’m not talking chump change, either. I recently flew to Houston on business. To fly from Shreveport, round trip, was going to run just a little over $1,000. Had I driven to Longview, Texas (1 hour away) or Tyler, Texas (1 1/2 hours away), the round trip fare would have been $350. But the flight times didn’t work for me. So instead, I drove the three hours to Dallas, stayed overnite in a hotel, and flew (Southwest) to Houston and back, then drove home. Total cost, including air fare, hotel, and gasoline: $380. So I drive back and forth to Dallas. A lot.

Which brings up some interesting problems, vis-a-vis guns. I typically travel with a gun, even though it’s Interstate highway all the way from here to there and back. The road is safe, well-maintained, and well-traveled. But you never know what might happen. Last trip, I was going through a little town outside Tyler when my Jeep just lost power and stopped. Smelled something burning which was not a good sign. I pulled over, and checked it out, best I could. No luck, and then it wouldn’t start.

Sparing you the agonizingly long play-by-play, it turns out some sensor melted…because the clutch gave out. (Ah…the price I pay for driving an older model vehicle with a stick.) As luck would have it, I was heading over early for a business meeting (which I missed), and was able to get there just in time to get my daughter from the airport.

I bring this up, because dealing with a gun under these circumstances was – complicated. A Jeep is not the easiest vehicle in which to transport a gun. Not a lot of locking storage, and none that is accessible to the driver, without exiting the vehicle. Then there was the getting the gun out of the Jeep, getting in the rental, securing it in the trunk for the trek in/out of the airport, et cetera. I’ve had stage shows that didn’t require the planning and improvisation that this did.

That begs the question, why carry on a relatively safe jaunt such as this? And I’ve got one answer: I’m a dad.

You see, my entire worldview changed the day my daughter was born. I went from “caution lights mean speed up” to “better not take the risk” in one tiny, little heartbeat. You readers that are parents will grok this immediately. Those of you without kids won’t, but if and when you have a child, you’ll know what I’m talkin’ about, instantly. I no longer look at life as if my presence here is optional. At least not until my daughter is grown. And I also look at her and think, “how would I feel, if something happened to her – especially something that I could have prevented?”

It’s the number one (with a bullet) reason that I own guns and conceal carry. As big of a pain in the kidneys as it is to carry, I do it, because I want to protect my daughter, and keep us both safe. From what? From anything. From everything. From any danger I can avoid.

That does NOT mean I’m some wild-eyed, gun freak, waiting for a chance to go all Medieval on somebody’s ass at the first hint of a provocation. Nope. I think the best way to avoid trouble is to not be there when it happens. But I also believe that fortune favors the prepared. So I go in heavy, if you know what I mean.

So today it’s Have Gun, Will Travel, and Paladin’s got nuthin’ on me. (Okay, well, he did have the cool, black outfit, the Stetson, and the awesome six-gun, but I was speaking more in the metaphorical sense.) I’ll let you know if anything interesting happens. But keep in mind, I’m also a big believer in the concept shared by the Chinese, that calls may you live in interesting times a curse, and not a compliment.

6 Responses to Dear Diary: 30 Days to Conceal Carry, Day 6

  1. Drive to Dallas, overnight there and then fly to Houston? Wouldn't it be easier/quicker/cheaper to drive from Shreveport to Houston? I realize that Western Louisiana/East Texas is mind-numbingly dull to drive through (though living in Colorado I may have skewed view of what constitutes a scenic drive) but there's no way it would take less time than driving to Dallas and then overnighting. (continued)

    • Well, it might have been, but neither vehicle in my driveway is really roadworthy when a job is on the line. My Wrangler sucks gas like there's no tomorrow. With a ragtop and half-doors, it's noisy beyond belief, and did I mention it has no cruise control? The van is not really in road-worthy shape, AND it's A/C is kaput. So I flew. And gave myself an overnight stay in Dallas, just in case the vehicle problem bit me.

  2. But to get to the topic at hand, it seems to me that what's getting you vexed is the apparent need to have the gun accessible and ready to shoot at all times, including while you're driving. Hey, I take a weapon when I go on road trips, too, but I don't feel the need to have it ready to blast at any given moment. If I'm cruising down the road at 75mph I figure my chance of needing a pistol is probably about the same as my chance of needing an asteroid shield. I mean, sure, it could happen, but it's not likely…

    For me, the pistol's primary use is after I get to my destination and check into my hotel. At that point I'm in a static position (a/k/a sitting duck) so the gun comes out, gets loaded and goes onto the night stand (after of course locking the door and closing the curtains.)

  3. Brad, what you are describing is not a problem. It's a business opportunity: an armed airport parking valet service. You drop your car off at their lot, they store your weapon in a gun safe, a well-trained armed chauffeur drives you to the airport and drops you off at the door. When you return from your travels, the service picks you up at the curb and returns you to the lot so you can claim your sidearm and vehicle.

  4. Brad I married a Bossier Girl. We either fly into Little Rock, get a rental, and drive down( cheaper even with the rental!) or we used Monroe LA airport with rental. Either way is waaaaay cheaper than Shreveport!!

    • The foibles of the Shreveport airport never fail to astound me. Flying out of EVERY airport within 200 miles of Shreveport is about 1/3 the cost. And the city council/mayor does NOTHING. To make matters worse, the mayor (a member, I might add if Bloomberg's "Mayors Against Illegal Guns" group) just got re-elected. Sheesh.

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