i have logged in the u.p. forests for 20 years now and bear sightings are fairly common up here.
i have hunted for bear twice now with my longrifle 50 caliber rb but have not seen one big enough that i wanted to shoot.
in our erea there have been a few bear in the 500 to 600 pound class and have seen a couple that big myself.
curly maple
I don't want to sound too dumb, but could you enlighten me a bit and tell me where u.p. is? :hmm:
I hope I don't stir up a hornets nest with the next remarks, but If you should get a chance to hunt bear with a .50 caliber and you are using dogs and have him treed is one thing, but in a face to face confrontation on the ground, well in fact even in a tree, be sure you hit the bear where he lives, with a powerful enough load to reach where he lives. A .50 caliber isn't a lean mean killing machine and you could have your hands full of ticked off bear while you are trying to reload. This comes from experience of me hunting deer with a .50 and is the reason I hunt with a .62 caliber round ball. I'm not saying a .50 won't kill a deer, it will kill it just as dead as any other caliber. I killed a buck with a 50 using 80 grains of FFFg and anchored him on the spot. Busted his neck at about 50 yards. It's just in my experience with many deer that the larger caliber does the job a bit faster and a bit farther away. :imo:
The English figured that out a long time before me, and they hunted with very large caliber round balls. So don't holler at me, hunt with any size rifle that is your favorite, but just be aware of it's limitations. :m2c: Now I'd like to tell you the rest of the story.
I don't want to mention names, but a friend of mine hunts with a .54, and his target load is half his hunting load. The rifle was loaded with a target load and a bear of opportunity suddenly arrived and the dogs treed it right there. My memory aint the best when it comes to numbers, but it seems to me the target load is 75 grains of FFg, keeping in mind I'm the guy that misremembered the invention on the cap primer by about 20 years. Anyhow, he shoots the bear -- range? -- up a tree, so my guess -- 50 or 60 feet or so. The ball might as well have bounced off. It lodged against the spine, so the penetration was maybe three inches, and the bear might have been in some pain, but he wasn't slowed down a bit, and came out of the tree fighting mad and fighting dogs. :results:
Man bear stories keep coming to mind. Here's another. 25 or 30 years ago in Oregon there was no bear season. A couple of guys that I worked with in the mill -- brothers -- were out in the woods driving down one of the many roads in logging country, when they come upon a bear. They're going fishing, but they are armed with a semi auto .22 pistol, and hit the bear the first shot, which ran it up the first tree. They proceeded to empty the pistol rapid fire. The bear fell out of the tree plumb dead. Right? Yeah, right! These two boys are from Arkansas -- hey ok, ok, I don't want to get into it with anyone from Arkansas either, I'm not picking on you, but you do have a rep to live down
eace: -- anyhow these two Arkies throw the bear in the back seat of the car and proceed on down the road to where ever they were going. Except they didn't get very far when the bear wanted to drive. Our heros unloaded with the car doing about 30 miles an hour. I never laughed so hard in my life as when they were telling that story.
The bear I killed was small. Didn't weigh him but I think it was in the 125 to 135 pound range, and fatter than butter. Made lots of really good bear oil. Maybe I'm getting old enough to be a coward, but I'd not like to go up against a 600 pound bear with a .50 caliber. Guys that know more about bears than I do tell me if you see a bear with a little bitty looking head then it's a really big critter. I guess their heads don't grow like the rest of the body, and a small bear has to grow into his, hence one with a large head in proportion with it's body is a small one. I have mine's head mounted, and he looks like a much larger bear on the wall than he really was. But when he was walking towards me in the woods, I thought he looked pretty darn big. Hey I've written way more than I started out to do, I'm outta here.