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Me: "Of course I trust you to shoot a bear off me. Besides, I'd rather take my chances with your .380 than the bear."
It'd be like the old Jerry Clower coon hunting story: Just shoot in here amongst us, one of us has got to get some relief.
I'd take my chances vs a .308 than a bear.
Maybe the loud popping noise will scare it off?
bluesun,I reckon it can't hurt.
Or maybe the .380 will just anger the bear worse?...All The Best,Frank W. James
Frank,Yeah, but then it'd be mad at her. :D
And you don't have to outrun the mad bear. Just somebody else in the group.BGM
Bob +1Either way I'm feeling better.Just listened to that and coon hunting monkey. Gerry
Well, you know what they say about spotting grizzly bear scat vs black bear scat:It smells of pepper spray and has little bells and .380 shell casings in it.
When Keith Rogan of TFL fame got attacked by a brown bear on Kodiak Island (guess we oughta call it a Kodiak bear), they never found the bear, because his buddy shot it first in the ass, then in the shoulder when it charged his buddy. Remember that, when you're in bear country, won't you? A shot in the ursine ass gets it off your buddy, and sure slows it down. We don't HAVE to go for a kill shot in the head, 'cuz that's the part nibbling on yer buddie's tasty bits, and is thus uncomfortably proximal to No Shoot targets.
I think I'd rather watch from a distance...a far distance.
Curiously, while cleaning up around here (I am an hopeless slob, but not as bad as the last guys) I found about 3/4 of a box-full of .380 ACP ammo, abandoned by the previous tenant.That stuff is _tiny_! I hold one of those cartridges up next to a .45 Colt cartridge, and say, "Whot?"I would feel insulted to be shot dead by a .380 cartridge, at least if the enemy had something more deadly available.According to Col. Hackworth in email to me in 1997, it all hurts about the same, so one should not concern hisself with what he got shot with.Nonetheless, as a man, I would like to think that it would take some heavy metal to put me down, or for me to put down another man, not some tiny little pellet with scarcely more energy on it than has a well-hit golf ball!
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