This morning I received an e mail from Steve (Roy) Rogers of Cornell, Wisconsin. Steve is a long time good friend and my fishing buddy. He is also an incredibly talented hunter - (I think his experience as a Special Forces non com in Viet Nam contributes to his innate ability to stealthily track down his prey.
at any rate, Steve sent me these pictures of a man up in Alaska who had quite an encounter. the story follows:
This guy lives just outside of Soldotna , Alaska .
He is carrying a Ruger .454 Casull (and some "hot" 350 grain solids). (ammunition)
Have I got a story for you guys!
King (salmon) season is over, and since I had a day off before silvers (salmon) start, I thought I would go for a walk! This occurred at 11:16 am this morning (Sunday), just 2/10 of a mile from my house.
ON OUR ROAD while walking my dogs (ironically trying to get in shape for hunting season!) for the record, this is in a residential area-not back in the woods . . . No bow hunting . . . No stealth occurring . . . I heard a twig snap . . . And looked back . . . Full on charge-a huge brownie, ears back, head low and motorin' full speed! Came with zero warning; no Woof, no popping of the teeth, no standing up, nothing like what you think or see on TV! It charged from less than 20 yards and was on me in about one-second! Totally surreal . . . I just started shooting in the general direction . . . And praise God that my second shot (or was it my third?) rolled him at 5 feet and he skidded to a stop 10 feet BEYOND where I was shooting from . . . I actually sidestepped him and fell over backwards on the last shot . . . And his momentum carried him to a stop past where I fired my first shot!
It was a prehistoric old bear .. . . No teeth . . . No fat . . . Weighed between 900-1000 Lbs and took five men to DRAG it onto a tilt-bed trailer! Big bear .. . . Its Paw measured out at about a 9 1/2 footer!
Never-ever-thought ‘it’ would happen to me! It's always some other smuck . . . Right?
Well, no bull .. . . I am still high on adrenaline .. . . With my gut in a knot (felt like I did 10000 crunches without stopping)! Almost puked for an hour after . . . Had the burps and couldn't even stand up as the troopers conducted their investigation! Totally wiped me out . . . can’t even put that feeling into words . . . By far the most emotion I have ever felt at once!
No doubt that God was with me, as I brought my Ruger .454 Casull (and some "hot" 350 grain solids) just for the heck of it . . . And managed to draw and snap shoot (pointed, never even aimed!) from the hip! Total luck shot!
All I can say is Praise God for my safety and for choosing to leave the wife and kids at home on this walk!
Look at the size of those paws and the length of those damn claws!! I don't know about you, but these pictures make me really glad that I live in Wisconsin where (so far) I don't have to carry a gun when I walk from the house to the bungalow or down to the mail box - although with the latest reports of cougar sightings in the nearby territory of the Mississippi River, it might be wise to start packing a very large revolver, similar to the one pictured.
Now if we could just get lucky enough to have one of these huge suckers eat Sarah Palin - what a wonderful world this would be.