Y'all know I harp on gun safety, saying that unless you're carrying it, working with it, or can see directly where it is stashed, the gun should be secured. So, today I wanted to see what it would be like to carry my 1911 for ten hours around the house and back yard. I'm still wearing it.
I also wanted to break in this cross draw holster, which rides just above my pants pocket on the left side. This is actually quite a comfy place to carry--easily I could drive carrying it this way. I have a pilot's holster and a standard web belt holster with the flap. The pilot's holster pulls on just one shoulder, so it gets uncomfy after a few hours.The web belt holster hangs down on the right side; it has a leg tie, which I don't like. It's really a two handed draw, as you have to open the flap with one hand to draw the gun with the other. Sure, the gun is totally protected from environmental hazards, but draws slowly. So I snagged this cross draw. Sitting as I am now typing, the butt sits just above my crotch and the muzzle points sort of rear ward, the angle of the gun nicely straddling my leg.
The weight of the gun requires a wide and thick belt designed for such heavy things as guns. The width distributes the weight of the fully loaded 1911 nicely--an unloaded gun is an expensive paper weight. I did not chamber a round, but I cocked the hammer with a full mag; before I decided on that, I used snap caps to ensure I could rack it nicely and quickly. The holster has a tab that lands between the cocked hammer and the slide, and it snaps shut onto a short tab such that the strap prevents the hammer from moving. When you draw it, you slide your right thumb between the nicely designed tab and the snap, and it pops open easily. It's a one handed draw.
All the above is to prepare you to read that I quickly got used to the weight, and I went about my daily tasks wearing it. I even played acoustic guitar wearing it. The butt does not at all touch the back of my fifty year old Martin D-35, even while singing "Loser," with its opening lines, "If I had a gun for every ace I've drawn, I could arm a town the size of Abilene."
Now I have actual data to support my call for safe storage. Ten hours and counting, and I'm an old fart.
CDFingers
Carried around the house for the full day...
1Crazy cat peekin' through a lace bandana
like a one-eyed Cheshire, like a diamond-eye Jack
like a one-eyed Cheshire, like a diamond-eye Jack



