While out fishing one day I came in contact with a fisherman that had been drinking a little too much and he wanted to get into a confrontation. Lucky I was concealed carrying my gun, and before he got to close I lifted my shirt so it was showing. As he got closer he was I was carrying a gun and I guess he decided talking was all he wanted to do that day and he left. This is part 2 in my series Why I Cary A Gun.