Back in 1991, i was up hunting in northern BC.
It was a very warm early September, there were 4 of us staying in my buddies trailer.
3rd or 4th day up there some other hunters pitch their tent about 50 yards from us.
They come over to chat their first night, they ask us what we we hunting for (moose), then asked us what we were using.
When we told them that we had 3 x 338 winmag and 1 x 358 winchester, they snorted and said, there are no dinosaurs here.
Of course they all had 270's
A couple days in they get a moose, get back to camp late, don't clean up and start drinking.
We stayed well away from them
in the middle of the night i heard BANG, BANG,BANG. My first thought was [email]sh@@[/email] one of them shot the other 2.
I hit the door with my 12 guage and my brother hits them with a spotlight.
The 3 guys are standing outside their tent with rifles and flashlights in hand.
They yell a grizz tried to come in out tent grab your 338's.
I yelled back why there isn't a dinosaur is there.
They told me to f-off and get my gun, i told them there was no way in he!! that we were going to look for a grizzly in the middle of the night.
We would come out with them at first light.
They spent the rest of the night in the cab of their truck.
next morning we saw the huge paw print on the side of the tent and we searched for about 5 or 6 hours, but did not see any sign that the bear was hit
