Last edited by 375shooter; 07-26-2016 at 08:12 AM.
.375 H&H, .375 Ruger, .375 Weatherby - THE 3 KINGS!!!
Because.........I just love rifles !
Absolutely they have a different mind set. I have guided for, shot, tracked (wounded ones too) and have been able to watch many Gbears in the wild. I had my face to face Gbear encounter last July at work. And I tell you what, when you know and have witnessed what they are capable of and one stands up six feet away and looks down on you, it rattles you... He turned and ran... whew! I guess I could have fought him off with my IPad... So my far from expert advice is to pay attention out there, see whats going on, learn the signs, and try and minimize any unplanned, unwanted or unexpected encounters. Fear them? Not really, but I sure as hell respect them.
"Pimpin' aint easy"
308 LOVER (LT)'s dog named Shadow has been our camp watchdog since he was very young. We've never had a bear approach any of our camps even with hanging game nearby.
A few years ago 2 large wolves walked right through our camp in the middle of the night(large tracks in the snow). Not even a whisper from the dog!
Also while sitting by the camp fire having a coffee after lunch, Eve(eagle eyes) spotted a big 4 pointer walking by only about 60 yards away. Our guns were too far away & we were too late. The dog was nearby but didn't notice the deer's presence.
“People never lie so much as after a hunt, during a war or before an election.” -Otto von Bismarck
Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not sure about the universe.-Albert Einstein
Dogs do help..IF its the correct dog..if the dog decides to run back to his master..he will tuck in behind you or betweenyour legs for protection..he may fit..but the grizzly sure the heck wont..big diff between grizz and black bear..most blackbers shot are under 200 pounds..mostly hide and fat...grizzly is double that mostly muscle and claws..and attitude.
Lots of outdoors guys and gals here with thousands of nights spent outdoors..we have very few problems reported..lets not over dwell on hazzards..do your best., be prepared and enjoy your r&r...
after thinking about it for awhile and seeing all the videos of the bear coming to camp i remembered a few times the first year we were woken up to dog barks and didn't react other than to tell the dogs to shut up(we had two with us the first year)...
we also saw another one last year up a spur road in amongst some horses that were left there to graze...we drove up the road and spotted the horses first not knowing what they were and then we spotted the cub on the road near the horses...as we got a bit closer we could see there were about 6 or so horses on both sides of the road and so we stopped to figure out what the heck was going on......
the horses stopped looking our way and went back to grazing in spite of the fact that the cub ran off the road and stopped in among a group of 3 horses....we could still not believe that the horses were essentially just ignoring the cub....when we were sure there was no mother near by we rolled up the road a bit further and the cub went a bit further away but seemed to really want to stay with the horses...we stopped again to just watch the situation a bit longer until a man and his son rolled up on a quad and chatted with us for a bit...we talked about the scenario but as he pulled up on the quad the cub ran off quite a bit further to the end of the clearcut and into the thick timber..his son really wanted to see the cub so i walked in about half way to the timber to try and spot it (locked and loaded of course) and i did catch another glimpse of the cub but that was it....
it was a very strange situation perhaps the strangest thing i have ever seen in the woods....i wondered if the cubs mother had been killed by the one that was visiting our camp (or shot by the horse owners) and if it had adopted the horses as a new mother (or if it was staying close to where its mother died)...i also wondered if it was surviving by eating horse turd (or not)...nothing i wondered made much sense