As a semi-retired type who divides most of his time between what the U. S. Census Bureau calls a "Metropolitan Statistical Area" of East Tennessee and a cabin in the Great Smoky Mountains, I find it interesting of late to note the subtle changes that are occurring in my EDC routine. My R9 is always in my right pocket, unless I am in a courthouse or some other "gun-free zone" (in which case it is locked in an automobile safe) --
(http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y30/RichardS/OutofAfrica--HisHers-1.jpg)
but increasingly my Lower Saxony HK P7 customized by Virgil Tripp --
(http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y30/RichardS/dec06_01.jpg)
and Teddy Jacobson ("Actions by T") --
(http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y30/RichardS/HKP7ActionsbyT.jpg)
not my Clark "Meltdown" Custom Colt 1991A1 --
(http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y30/RichardS/colt1991a1withlasermax.jpg)
is riding on my belt whenever my lady and I head for our mountain cabin. The Colt always goes with us in its padded case and is on the nightstand with a tac light, but increasingly it is the P7that is on my belt.
Who would have thought a 1911 fanatic could be "seduced" by a post-WWII German design such as the P7. But this P7 is one fantastic carry gun.
(http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y30/RichardS/hkp7micartagripsdelfattiisp-4hol-2.jpg)
John:
If that is an Austin-Healey 3000 I see in that first photograph, it would seem that we have in common an appreciation of vintage English sports cars in addition to fine firearms and well-aged libations. My first automobile was a 1954 Triumph TR2 purchased while I was working my way through GWU night school in Washington, D. C. It is obvious from this 1956 photograph that I wasn't too pleased with my frat brother's having taken the liberty of planting his scruffy backside on the left-rear fender of my pride and joy:
(http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y30/RichardS/triumphtr21954003-2.jpg)
Edit: "fender".