Since we're kinda talking about drugs...
a very good friend of mine when we were in the Navy called me over one evening. His wife had bought a used dresser from someone else in Navy housing and was removing the drawers to clean them out when she found about 1/2 lb of pot (all buds) in a 1 gal ziplock baggie taped to the back side of a drawer.
He's a really sharp guy and called base security
right away. He explained the whole thing to the guy at security
, the the guy at security told him to flush it down the toilet. When he asked why, he was told that the paperwork had no way of explaining that the weed was voluntarily turned in.
If they came to his house, they would have to document the visit and fill out the form. The form would ask the reason for the visit, if anything was confiscated, what it was, weight, etc. But nowhere on the form was there any place to explain that it was voluntarily surrendered. So it didn't matter if he called to turn it in, if they showed up, they would have to fill out the forms like it was a raid, and someone would have to be arrested in the process because he would be technically found in possession of 1/2 lb of weed on gov't property.
So he hung up the phone
and had me come over and witness him dump a portion in, and flush, then dump the rest in, and flush. All 3 of us had tears in our eyes.
He told me a few days later that the son of the lady who sold the dresser stopped by in the hopes of getting his stuff back. Talk about pushing his luck!!
I did know a guy who had to be the most unlucky smuggler on the planet. He owned a pretty popular auto repair shop specializing in MB and Porsche cars only. He decided he needed some quick money
, so he drove his 500SL down to Mexico and bought a bunch of exotic birds, which they gassed and put into the door panels
. He pulled the fuses
on the window motors so he wouldn't accidentally crush any of the birds.
He pulls up to the TJ border crossing and has to open the door to talk to the BP agent. The BP agent thinks it's odd that such an expensive car can't roll down the windows, so he sends it into secondary. He's sitting in secondary for quite a while, and by the time an agent shows up to check it out, a few of the birds wake up and start squawking and they arrest him and impound his car.
Shortly after, while out on bail, he decides he needs more money
to fix his more recent problems and sets up a big weed buy through a guy who knows a guy who knows a guy.
He takes his 30+ ft fishing
boat down off the coast of Mexico and fishes out several bales of weed that he paid for and stashes them in various compartments. He heads back north and right as he ties up to the dock
, he gets swarmed with DEA agents. They go right to the compartments and pull it all out.
Well, it turns out that one of the guys involved in making the connections felt that his cut wasn't big enough and told the Mexican seller he wanted more money. The answer was tough, that's all you get. So he called the DEA and told them the date, time and vessel name and they had him under surveillance via aircraft the entire time, he had no clue.
He got convicted for the bird fiasco, then got convicted for the weed fiasco. The only smart thing he did was keep his wife out of it all and kept the house in her name. He lost
everything else, including about 12 yrs of his life.
As for the idea to get the CG or someone to run a drug dog through your used boat
as a precaution, that's an excellent idea. The military is always telling their members to bring their freshly bought used cars down to base security and they'll run the dog through it for you at no charge, no risk. Better then than in a random search, that's for sure.
I got pulled over in a fwy border checkpoint after the drug dog alerted on my truck. They asked me if I had just bought the truck or had anyone else left anything in it about 10 times, probably to give me the benefit of the doubt. Everything in it was mine, and I'd owned it for 13 yrs.
I did over hear 2 of the CBP agents talking about it may have been a roach that someone threw out of their car in front of mine and my rear tire picked p a bit if it, because the dog alerted ot my left rear tire, not any of the 4 doors like you would expect. They inspected the tire and wheel
well area very closely, but nothing was there.
They ran the dog around 3 more times and it didn't alert again, so they let me go. Of course, ever the smart ass, I joked, "Time to get your dog's nose recalibrated..." and the female handler gave a little chuckle at that.