buffybr
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Yes, both stories are buried somewhere in this Forum.I wager you had something more persuasive than additional rocks for backup.
By the way, how did you do in those sheep hunts? (I realize the answer might be somewhere in the almost 100 pages of this thread that I have already read, but I hope you'll indulge me in view of memory issues attending my advanced age and expanding tasks list.)
Short story on the grizz is a couple of friends and I were camped at the end of a logging road north of West Yellowstone, MT hunting moose and elk. We had the quarters of a moose and 2 elk hanging in the back of my pickup.
Just before going to bed one night I went put of the tent to check my horses. I first stopped on the side if the road to water a bush, and about 30' above me on the top of the cutbank, a grizzly woofed and clicked his teeth at me.
I had a flashlight in my left hand and drew my Ruger SBH .44 mag with me right. I shot once over the bear's head and no reaction. I fired again into a tree next to him. Again no reaction, so I holstered my pistol and picked up a golf size rock and threw and hit him, and he ran off.
He wore a neck radio collar and an ear tag. He had been a problem bear near Cooke City and had been trapped and relocated where we were camped.
As for my unlimited sheep hunts, I hunted 4 or 5 of the units about 10 times in the '80s and '90s and killed 3 of my own rams and finished off another ram that another hunter had wounded and lost. There are pics of my rams somewhere in this thread, their mounts in my thread "48 years of Memories" in the Trophy Rooms section of this Forum.
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