Pulled over by DPS Trooper on I-10, CHL but not carrying
Posted: Sun May 12, 2013 8:50 am
First time being pulled over since I have had CHL, over 10 years.
Won't go into all the details, but I and about 25 -30 vehicles, cars, trucks, etc. traveling I-10 were flagged over by a DPS Trooper for violating the same law.
Anyway, I was riding my E-Glide and I was not carrying, but I produced my CHL and DL anyway. The Trooper handed me back the CHL, asked me if I was carrying, told me the law I had violated, that I and the others would be cited, and asked me to stand by while he got it organized to where we could all "get our medicine".
Long line of cars . . .
I knew I was in the wrong, hey what the heck, no need to get an attitude, right? In fact as I was standing there, it was a nice day, a good day to be alive, I really did ponder the foolishness of my actions, and that I had gotten very careless. That is lethal on a motorcycle. So by the time the Trooper came back up the line, I was really sobered by the whole thing and ready to face the music. And CHL was the last thing I was thinking about.
Because he had to do mass justice, the Trooper had to point his car facing traffic so we could all pull up to his window in turn. Well as we are proceeding one-by-each up the shoulder to the DPS Troopers squad McDonalds style get our justice, I noticed looking thru the windows ahead of me a lot of animated conversations and waving arms and then paper signing. I'm thinking there was a lot of arguing/protesting going on. The guy behind me in a primer-colored K-Car wagon was hollering out his window about constitutional rights. His car was packed literally to the ceiling including passenger area with old newspapers. I think he may have been a little tipsy.
When I pulled up to the Trooper he was just getting his response back from dispatch on my details. When I killed my motor the first thing the Trooper asked me was why I was not packing today. That kinda surprised me because I was steeled up for the big whammy. I briefly told him that I did not feel comfortable carrying that day due to my riding gear. (I did not tell him the real truth - that I have recently outgrown my Pistol Pete leather jacket) He asked me what did I normally pack, etc. He said well I should really be packing "because that is what CHL is for." I said OK I understand. He asked me what was my background. We had a nice mini-chat. Then he said OK you'll be getting a warning today, but I could be killed doing what I did (correct), be extra cautious on a motorcycle, etc. I said yes yes yes. Got my warning stub off his little cockpit mounted printer. Shook his hand. And off I went.
Wow . . . Whew . . .
Did not hang around to see how Mr. Constitution fared.
Now I have not had a citation of any type since 1978 and I suspect his computer was showing such, but I was pretty impressed still.
God Bless Texas!
Won't go into all the details, but I and about 25 -30 vehicles, cars, trucks, etc. traveling I-10 were flagged over by a DPS Trooper for violating the same law.
Anyway, I was riding my E-Glide and I was not carrying, but I produced my CHL and DL anyway. The Trooper handed me back the CHL, asked me if I was carrying, told me the law I had violated, that I and the others would be cited, and asked me to stand by while he got it organized to where we could all "get our medicine".
Long line of cars . . .
I knew I was in the wrong, hey what the heck, no need to get an attitude, right? In fact as I was standing there, it was a nice day, a good day to be alive, I really did ponder the foolishness of my actions, and that I had gotten very careless. That is lethal on a motorcycle. So by the time the Trooper came back up the line, I was really sobered by the whole thing and ready to face the music. And CHL was the last thing I was thinking about.
Because he had to do mass justice, the Trooper had to point his car facing traffic so we could all pull up to his window in turn. Well as we are proceeding one-by-each up the shoulder to the DPS Troopers squad McDonalds style get our justice, I noticed looking thru the windows ahead of me a lot of animated conversations and waving arms and then paper signing. I'm thinking there was a lot of arguing/protesting going on. The guy behind me in a primer-colored K-Car wagon was hollering out his window about constitutional rights. His car was packed literally to the ceiling including passenger area with old newspapers. I think he may have been a little tipsy.
When I pulled up to the Trooper he was just getting his response back from dispatch on my details. When I killed my motor the first thing the Trooper asked me was why I was not packing today. That kinda surprised me because I was steeled up for the big whammy. I briefly told him that I did not feel comfortable carrying that day due to my riding gear. (I did not tell him the real truth - that I have recently outgrown my Pistol Pete leather jacket) He asked me what did I normally pack, etc. He said well I should really be packing "because that is what CHL is for." I said OK I understand. He asked me what was my background. We had a nice mini-chat. Then he said OK you'll be getting a warning today, but I could be killed doing what I did (correct), be extra cautious on a motorcycle, etc. I said yes yes yes. Got my warning stub off his little cockpit mounted printer. Shook his hand. And off I went.
Wow . . . Whew . . .
Did not hang around to see how Mr. Constitution fared.
Now I have not had a citation of any type since 1978 and I suspect his computer was showing such, but I was pretty impressed still.
God Bless Texas!