You have real bears up there. The story goes that a guy from Maine went up there to cruise timber. The first day he showed up with a .44 strapped to his hip. The foreman said "Take that down to the garage and have the front sight ground off. "Why" the Mainer asked?
"So that it won't hurt so badly when the bear shoves it up your behind."
That and being a decent shot under pressure.I haven't seen a bear that walks this planet that could eat a cylinder full of .44 magnum Buffalo Bores. A friend of mine killed a Polar Bear (which by the way is the largest bear on the planet) with nothing more than 7 rounds of .45acp. And .45 ACP is a darn sight less than hot .44 magnum loads. Don't get me wrong, I sure areen't going hunting polar bears with a 45acp pistol, but this is what my friend had on him while he was in the air force in the great white north when the bear decided maybe he was tasty.
It was a joke.I haven't seen a bear that walks this planet that could eat a cylinder full of .44 magnum Buffalo Bores. A friend of mine killed a Polar Bear (which by the way is the largest bear on the planet) with nothing more than 7 rounds of .45acp. And .45 ACP is a darn sight less than hot .44 magnum loads. Don't get me wrong, I sure areen't going hunting polar bears with a 45acp pistol, but this is what my friend had on him while he was in the air force in the great white north when the bear decided maybe he was tasty.
That and being a decent shot under pressure.
I'll never forget the first time I was up in Alaska helping an Alaska Airlines Captain friend of mine, build his cabin on Funter Bay. He didn't have inside plumbing in yet and the first thing he did after we arrived (by Seaplane) was hand me his 10g shot gun and a box of slugs, and pointed to a collapsable shovel. As the story went, he said something to the effect that when your pants are down to your ankles and your bent over a log, make sure one hand is on the gun because there are grizzlies out there.
I kind of shrugged the advise off and later that day after getting some work done we launched a small boat to try a little fishing. Returning back to the beach, we had to wait it out in the water as a couple of grizzlies were foraging along the shore turning over large boulders effortlessly. The power and grace of these animals was an awesome sight and they seemed so docile.
Next... since I was still not scared of these gentle giants, my buddy walked me over to his neighbors cabin a quarter mile away that had been broken into over the winter. The claw marks on the log below the window, and shredded interior finally got my attention.
Rumor has it that if you walk up to them, and pat them on the head, they realize you're not a threat, and just walk away. after all, they are just live teddy bears..