A buddy of mine here in B.C. used to live in the Northwest Territories. He's quite a good shot and is a regular "F" class and Silhouette competitor. He was a lot younger when he lived up north and only had one gun, chambered in 250 Savage. There's a nice blonde griz hide hanging on the wall of his basement that he brought down with two shots, broadside in the lungs, as it was climbing a rocky slope about 100 yards away from him. Looking at the hide on the wall I asked him if he was a bit concerned when he shot it, considering the little pea-shooter that he was carrying at the time. He said, "Nope, I knew I could put the bullet in the right place. That grizzly didn't last long once I hit him." Needless, now that he has the wherewithal he uses something stouter.
Re: archery, another fellow in our Rod and Gun Club stalked a griz to 20 yards and arrowed him. No back-up of any kind. I figure that's more stupid/lucky than brave.
