Forty years ago two friends of mine said that the three of us should go bow hunt a grizzly in the Rockies. I said, "F##k that!" Well, four or five beers later I agreed to go. 'Dave' said he'd bring a 75 pound pulley bow, razor tip arrows, etc. 'Sam' said he bring a camera with zoom lens and high speed film, etc. They asked what I'd bring for back-up. I said I'd bring a Vostok .22, five round mag with number six in the pipe. They both asked what a .22 would do against a grizzly. I said, "Nothing. I ain't gonna shoot the bear, I'm gonna shoot one of you turkeys in the leg and run like hell."

We decided not to go.