I was going into MY farm, in MY truck, with MY firearms. A young State Trooper pulls up behind my truck while it is sitting off the side of the road with the flashers on, while I'm out opening the gate. He walked up to MY truck looked inside, and saw 2 AR's and my 1911. "Why do you have those weapons"? Because it is my right under the 2nd A. "Are they registered"? Yes "May I check the serial numbers"? No, you may not. "May I see some ID? Drivers license a CCW permit handed over. "Are they loaded"? The rifles aren't, the Pistol is. "May I check the Rifles"? No, you may not. I had enough. I told him to call the Sargent, and get him over there if he needed any thing else. I am within my rights and doing nothing wrong and do not need any more BS. He walked back to his car, I got in my truck and drove through the gate, closed and locked it. He sat there for a few minutes talking to someone and left. Guess I'm on his $hit list now. I called Josh and blasted him over it. He said he would check on WTF was going on.