keeping in mind that people hunt blackies with a bow... I realize the lethal action is slightly different...BUT.
my .45 is my daily carry. so its what I have. in the field its on my belt opposit my digging pick.
i'm not in the position to carry a .44 mag I used to carry a single action army in .45 colt. I fired it and a loaner at thousands of targets in SSA competitions.
Very accurate with it but I switched to a 1911 becasue its easier to carry concealed.
I would prefer to carry a shotgun or carbine for bears but I need my hands when I'm prospecting.
My bear is an urban interface bear and so is the mountain lion they aren't afraid of people and have been seen during the day.
Our claims happen to be the wildland in between rural homes. connected to water routes to the river.
I plan on getting a dog now that my youngest is two and my other dog is getting older I'm getting closer to trying to pick one.
I've been bluffed by a brown in Denali nerve racking but, we stood our ground. Lots of bear run ins in Tahoe and June lake.
Yelling throwing sticks and rocks does chase them off. but if they had a target in mind they tend to back off and circle around once they have been dealing with people.
When we first bought our house it had been empty for more than two years. The week we moved in the dog food was knocked over. few nights later a storage tub was moved.
Finally a very big black bear showed its self at the side door. BIG
banged on glass it ran off an hour later back again more yelling..calling him bad bear etc.
I had a high end airsoft M$ select fire with .3 gram aluminum pellets. One night the bear stood up from behind our patio table. Head right into my sight picture at 25 yards. Lit him up..hes all pawing at his face like it was mad bee's lol.. dropped down and ran off.
Finally a week or so later my wife hollers out " bears back"
Grabbed my browning autoloader .22 dropped a couple bird loads into the tube.. worked the bolt walk towards the door. the bear casually turned to walk away...like "great he's gonna call me names again"
He was about ten feet away maybe four yards. I opened the one French door stepping out and taking aim at the middle of his fluffy rump.
Pop!! you could see the shot smack him in the but he tried to tuck his tiny little tail and lit off like that was the worse thing he had ever experienced in his life.
never came back. and from all the piles everywhere you could tell our property had been one of his major hangouts. This all took place over our first month in the house.
Bears feel pain. Hunt with a 1911 nope. Carry one just in case yep. Not ideal but I know I can get shots on target and that's good enough for me.