It is pretty thrilling to find a crime gun. It never fails to give me a major rush of adrenelin.
My first gun find was memorable. About 15 years ago I became certified as an underwater criminal investigator and was eager to try to locate some important evidence. We had an informant give us information where a murder weapon had been tossed of a bridge in a city in Virginia. The problem was this city had a bunch of bridges.
The crime lab was able to tell us the gun would be a Bryco 9mm pistol based on the class characterics of the bullets removed from the victim. We also knew the suspect had purchased a 9mm Bryco at a gun show a few years earlier. In fact, we even knew the serial number of this gun when they ran the background check and did the ATF paperwork.
We picked the bridge most likely to have a gun tossed off of it based on it's proximity to the location where the body was dumped. I did not expect to find the gun so I was really surprised when I turned my face to one side and saw it looming up at me. I could see the serial numbers and knew I had found it. I started getting a rush and it felt just like I did when I was a kid and shot my first deer.
It only got better as I just continued to search that area. I was rewarded by finding some stolen tools and a safe. Then I recovered a 9mm S&W pistol in a plastic bag. But the best was yet to come. I recovered a Ruger .357 Security Six revolver that was used in three sepeate killings. You better believe the homicide detective was very excited to get his hands on that gun. As far as I know, no arrests have been made on the Ruger case yet, but my Bryco find got it's owner a life sentence.
I am still waiting for the gun that will put a needle in the arm of a death row inmate. It will be like finding the Golden Egg in an Easer egg hunt. Maybe I have already found it with the Ruger. Time will tell...
I have been really lucky at finding crime guns. I guess I have recovered dozens of them. I have found as many as five unrelated guns in a day but I have been in a bad slump lately. In the past ten dives I have not found even a bullet. It is just a matter of time as they are shooting each other every day. But I do trip over a lot of other cool stuff like cannonballs and anchors and brass. I guess I have about 30 anchors around my house. My old lady is not too fond of them but I like them. I would love to know where they have traveled. The one pictured below was found when searching for a gun. It is ten feet long. The wooden stock on it is missing and it is very old. The cat is just for scale.
