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Quoted: I understand why some feel that way. I started with ARs and then got into AKs. They both have their place, their pros and cons, strengths and weaknesses.
I carried an AK today for a couple of hours while hiking in the forest about my home. It saved my life while doing so once before. I am a huge fan. Of ARs, AKs and FALs. If I could afford an MP5 I'd be of fan of those also!
To each their own however. I am sure you can sell them.
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There are a lot of bears up here. Also wolves, yotes, bobcat, and a few mountain lions though I have never actually seen one of those.
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- Well, being in nature unarmed is a foolish act.
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It most definitely is.
You ought to see some of the city retards who wander around in the forest up here. I ran into a family last year, out in the forest on a trail no less, where the mommy got bent out of shape because my dog wasn't on a leash!
And then she had her 4 year old strung out trailing 75 yards back all alone. Probably the best thing for them that day was that my dog and I were out there. The odds of an attack are small but very real up here and I have tried telling people that for years. I realized how serious it really was when a wolf trotted right up to me in the forest one day and just stared me down. Not shit. Yellow fucking eyes. Just stared at me. 10 ft.
Anyhow, here is the bear story, enjoy:
Now I have had plenty of close encounters with predators up here, especially Black Bear. Today, I get out on remote walking trail and my dog runs down a hill to a creek to get some water. At least that's what I think. All of a sudden it is very quiet and then some ruckus( more than one animal). I can't see anything but then I hear a lot of scraping. I look at the direction it is coming from and there are 2 bear cubs climbing a tree. About a second later all Hell breaks loose. And the racket is moving up hill towards me, fast. Aw shit, I am thinking as I clack the selector and bring my rifle up. They are both now visible coming up the hill right at the trail about 15m ahead of me. The Sow is about 6ft behind my dog who hits the trail and turns right for me. By now the Sow has turned and is coming right at me, only a foot or two behind my dog and swiping at her as she runs, snarling and snapping. Fucking thing is really pissed. Dog is right in front and is about 1/3 the height of the bear. 10m. Dog is a little on the left side of the bear and my first shot is just over her and into the right low chest. The sow drops about an inch and is recovering her stride as I am squeezing for the second shot and my dog crosses in front turning right to get around a bush. Bang! Second shot left upper chest as the bear is turning, with the angle of shot right at the vitals. Now turning more, she is almost turned in the front half and my 3rd shot is right behind the shoulder, again into the vitals. First 3 shots in under 1 second. Sow rolls onto her back, thrashes and then rolls forward onto her haunches, extends her neck out and takes one last roar. Bang, bang. Double tap to the neck. One in the vessels, second up into the C-spine.
If I had been unarmed I'd be digesting right now, no question at all in my mind. That bear was pissed and wasn't stopping for shit. I don't think even a handgun would have been sufficient at all. At the least my dog would be dead and I'd have been badly wounded.
Training paid off big time though. No panic, no hesitation, stayed cool. When it was obvious it was kill or be killed I did the job in fine fashion. Pissed at my dog though. The Sow only did what she had to from her perspective and I felt sick to my stomach with each squeeze of the trigger. Damn shame to kill something for nothing.
But we both survivedObviously I had very mixed emotions about the whole thing. Envigorating to survive but very sad ending. I always suspected one day it would happen and had told my wife that. Due to that expectation however, I had played it out in my mind enough that I knew what I would do. Muscle memory type thing. Knew that the only reason I would ever need to shoot was if it was coming straight at me at close range and planned accordingly.
I couldn't believe how fast that bear ws though. Holy shit. Just incredible. From the time I first saw the bear until the last shot in the neck was maybe 4 seconds. It is amazing how much shit can go thru your head in that timespan when the adrenalin kicks in.
It was quite a day actually and after I left the area and drove away a Bald Eagle swooped down in front of my SUV just gliding out over my hood, riding the air wave, for about 200 yds. It kept looking back at me, just a few feet away. I got a sense that it knew what went down just minutes before. Cool as hell. Wow.