Years ago two friends of mine--whoim I will call Moe and Joe--got it into their heads that we THREE were gonna hunt grizzly in the Rockies. Moe said he'd bring a camera to record the event and Joe was going to hunt it with a bow and friggin' arrow. One of the fellows asked what I was going to bring. I replied, "Single-shot .22 rifle." They said that wouldn't be enough to kill the bear if Joe only wounded it and the bear attacked. I said that I didn't give a shit about the bear. The rifle was to shoot one of them in the kneecap. Ended up we didn't go.