1. Knives … Lots of Knives
I had the opportunity upon relocating to New Mexico to work for a feed company centrally owned by a larger syndicate in Nebraska. I never carry a purse, except for holding odd things I don’t want sliding around my pickup. At the time, some of those items were — very literally — half a dozen pocket knives.
Grabbing my purse last minute and not thinking about its contents, I inevitably got pulled aside by airport security, patted down (while the airport security guard laughed at me), and was told that I could take my knives back to my vehicle and try again. Kudos to El Paso airport security for keeping us safe while humoring my feed-rep knife-hoarding habit. I’m not sure I would’ve gotten the same treatment by airport security in a place like Philadelphia or San Francisco.
2. Used and New Syringes — All Types of Needles
I’m proudly certified under the Beef Quality Assurance (BQA) program. In a later post, we can discuss the merits of proper animal health and judicious antibiotic use. Still, the fact of the matter is that when you’re in the middle of calving season, you will be doing some doctoring.
When running on minimal time and sleep, my disposal of syringes isn’t probably as good as it should be. TSA in Albuquerque was far from humored by my faux pas. While I’m sure the airport sees plenty of medically exempt items, the menagerie of syringes ranging from 5 ml to 60 ml, some with 1.5-inch needles, was far less amusing to the security personnel this time.
3. Fencing Pliers
Yes, I’m not sure how, but I’ve managed to take fencing pliers to the airport in Billings. Running behind while traveling alone with a 1-year-old baby in Montana winter temps, one of my favorite pairs had been stashed in my winter Carhartt jacket.
While the TSA didn’t give me a hard time, they unfortunately threw away my pliers. Apparently, the usefulness of fencing pliers does not apply to an airplane.
4. Cow Cake
I still remember the time before TSA was diligent about reminding you to empty your pockets. Somehow, I was again traveling during a Montana winter in Great Falls and earned myself a pat-down with bags full of cow cake.
Surprisingly, they let me have my cake — though I did not “eat it too.”
5. Spurs
An old cowboy told me in high school to always travel with boots and spurs because you never know when you might be able to go ride. This has earned me a pull-aside bag search in Phoenix and a few other airports. Thankfully, they’ve always let me keep my spurs.
6. Saddles
As a kid, I used to fly back and forth between Arizona and New Mexico in the summers. Usually, I brought my saddle along for the flight. Thankfully, I had a padded case that made checking this odd bag easier, but it was always interesting trying to convince airport personnel that they could, in fact, check a saddle — and I always got it back at the baggage claim when I landed.
