7:20 p.m. on February 14, 2013 (EST)
I should add – That shotgun is a mighty versatile weapon indeed, and is great as a deterrent as well as killin’
Back when my wife and I first homesteaded our bit of forest we pulled a small travel trailer up into the hills and started work on our little off grid cottage, and right away we right away ran into trouble with nuisance black bears. We had this dang bear hanging around that we just couldn’t get rid of. We kept our camp as clean as possible, no trash or anything left about.
I was worried that one fine day when I was off at work it might indeed maul my wife, who was always out in the forest.
Sure, I could have easily killed it, but I like wildlife, and I like living Where The Wild Things Roam. One night that dang bear was messing in our camp, and I up and ran outside buck naked and wielding my pet .44 magnum Ruger Boat Anchor. I shot right by the beasts head, under his belly and all around him. I emptied the gun. The bear just sat down and looked at me.
I didn’t know if I should re-load and kill the silly thing or what! So I gave it up and went back to bed.
But no amount of loud noise scared that thing off. I called the DNR, told ‘em my bear troubles and they said “So? You moved into the bears neighborhood, deal with it.” Then the guy on the line paused as if looking around the office, and asked in a lower voice, “You got a shotgun?” He explained that I should pepper the bears butt with a very light load of # 8 bird shot to drive it off.
A bear, even a black bear, is thick skinned and the birdshot will do no real harm, but it will hurt like the dickens, and to drive off a bear you must hurt it!
That bear eventually did stop messing with us, probably because it never got anything to eat from us, so I didn’t get to try the bird shot on him.
A few years latrer, I had another interesting bear encounter. My wife and I had gone on a five day backpacking trip – And we’d forgotten to get rid of the small amount of garbage in our kitchen first! –
Yep, it got ripe ( it was summer ) and when we got back we found some real cool bear prints on our cottage windows!
We heated water on our stove and my wife got the first hot shower. I stepped out the back door to go to the outhouse, and ran into Mr. Black Bear at a distance of about five feet.
Now, naturally I was carrying my trusty pump action 12 gauge shotgun – I mean I did know we had a bear in the area checking us out, and honestly I very seldom go to the outhouse unarmed anyway – What self-respecting backwoodsman does?
I stood my ground and got mad as heck and yelled at that bear. He stood his ground and growled at me! So I emptied that 12 gauge into the dirt right under his nose!
Four rounds of 00 buckshot. Have you ever been on the business end of a 12 gauge at point blank range?
The bear didn’t even blink! He stood his ground and growled some more at me, and my gun was empty now...
I was so mad I almost banged him over the head with the empty gun, but instead I retreated inside ( and told my wife, who was still happily enjoying her first hot shower in five days and not about to leave the shower unless she had to but was understandably concerned, what all the noise was about ) and got my trusty AK-47 and went back out.
The bear had circled the cottage, and was moving to the front porch. I stood in front of the porch and yelled at him, but he kept coming.
Right about then I figured that bear needed to die – But I figured I’d give him one last chance.
I aimed over his head and ripped off five fast rounds, and the bear ran away.
I re-loaded my shotgun with more 00 buckshot, but the last round I thumbed in ( last in, first out! ) was #8 bird shot.
A few days later I was getting ready for bed and brushing my teeth. Do you stand in from of the bathroom mirror and watch yerself brush yer teeth, or do you wander about while brushing?
I’m of the wandering type myself, and I happened to glance out the window and sure enough, the bear was back!
I grabbed up that shotgun and ran outside in my underwear, toothbrush firmly clamped in my mug!
BLAM!
One blast of the # 8 to his butt from about 50 feet away did indeed send him flying!
And I went easy on him and he caught only part of the pattern, the rest of the shot went into my outhouse door, where it is to this day.
I could hear that bear run clear over the mountain.
In the years since, I’ve used the # 8 birdshot trick again, with similar results.
The moral of the story is this – To drive off a bear, noise will not work at all, and you must HURT it.
When my one neighbor on this mountain gets bears in his yard he trees then with his dogs, and gets out his trusty Wrist Rocket sling shot, and empties a whole bag of marbles into that bears hide!!
Thwap!
Thwap!
Thwap !
And so on. Then he takes the dogs inside and watches from a window as the bear slinks off, never to raid his garden again.
Now when I shoot a bear with # 8, I do indeed instantly rack that slide and chamber some 00 or even 000 buckshot, and bring that blunderbuss right back down onto target.
Ain’t no telling if that bear may charge, and having seen bears run I know just how fast they are.
So anyway, as I was sayin’, the 12 gauge is about as versatile as a tool can be, and it is downright surprising what some folk stuff down the muzzle of these things.
You can get bean bags, rubber buckshot, rubber slugs, exploding shells, pepper spray blasts, light bird shot, buck shot, and 3” slugs that will knock a grizz right on his butt you name it!
I’d trust a blast of rubber buckshot to drive off a bear every time – And you rack that slide as the gun recoils and chamber 00 buck, and if it doesn’t leave, you can defend yerself.
Yep, anyone going into bear country should have a 12 gauge.