I shot an old 6" boar with my 45-70 and 350g hornadys. The range wasabout 50-60yards. I hit it 3 good times and it took off into the trees. The area was an old forest fire and all the trees were a bunch of 1" thick pecker poles that were grown tightly together. I looked for blood but there was none so I waited a bit and walked in.
I had the scope on 1x, a full tube of shells, my thumb on the hammer spur and the gun on my sholder. Visablity was 10 feet max. I went in about 30 yards stepped over a hump and there was the bear facing me, waiting. It tryed to come at me but it could not move well (350g slugs do that). I side stepped twice to get a shot and hit it quartering through the sholder. At the shot the bear took a deep breath, and a mist of blood sprayed out of one of it's wounds and landed on my face and shirt.
When the blood hits you you are to dam close.
Another time I was out quading by myself I was on a narrow cut line and saw a tarp and some garbage up a head. I kept comming and realized it was a moose kill site. I looked to my left and saw a black bear facing me. I passed so close to it that it could have easily reached out and swatted me.
First thought... Pin quad, ride like hell.
I saw this little guy (5'6") down a cut line eating new clover where some recent pipe line work had been done. I knew there was a lease road that passed by where the bear was feeding so I walked down the road and out on to the cut line. I spotted the bear hiding behind blow down looking at me. I expected him to bolt at any second but rather he walked back out onto the line and started feening on the clover again. He sarted working his way toward me, looking up every once in awhile. I let him get to 30 yards and hit him quartering towards with my 338 and 225 partitions.
At the shot he headed right for me. I reloaded quick and saw him start to turn in a semi-circle. As he was almost broad side I shot again, at the same time he fell and my shot missed high. I don't think that he was going to try to attack me but he knew full well I was there but still chose to turn toward me. I think my movement from reloading made him decide to turn away.
Here he is
In the upper left corner you can see the road I came in on. The red willow is just about where I shot from. He dropped where I took the pic.