Cabela's!

So, you just got a pistol for attending an event.  Airlines don't necessarily like that sort of thing.  Since the very cool Birchwood stein I received in Alaska set off all the bells and alarms, I didn't want to go through that again.

Driving to San Antonio I decided to stop in Cabela's to purchase a hard case and lock so I could fly home [after flying to Green Bay first] later in the week.  I have to say, the clerk in the store was probably the most friendly and most interested I've come across in a long time. He went over and above to see I had the right stuff to ensure the wonderful pistol made it home safely and without any damage.

But the Cabela's in Texas are different. They must be pretty crowded.  That's the only reason I can figure that they would have a statue of a cowboy on a horse, pointing into the distance.  That's the closest parking lot he's indicating....WAY OVER THERE!