We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
Two notes to that unfortunate rancher. First, if you live in Griz country, it is intelligent to be armed, on a horse, or in a vehicle. If hiking, at least make plenty of noise to warn them away. When we have hiked in a Griz preserve in Montana, we clap our hands and talk loud. Some hikers bang on pots, some use Bear Bells.
Second, Grizzly Bears are not mountain creatures at all. They are primarily creatures of the lowlands, especially river valleys and foothill marshes with the succulent vegetation they like to graze on. In berry season, they will go into the hills but not the mountains. Historically, they were common on the Great Plains of the US as far east as Ohio. They are not really predators except to fish, young helpless mammals, and anthills, but people can piss them off sometimes. They do not like to be bothered. Who does? They are powerful and fast and meat is a rare dessert for them.
When they are in forest or mountains, they are remnant refugees from their preferred habitat, trying to survive in marginal areas.
My son, who lives in Anchorage, AK, was accosted several times for carrying a gun while hiking by naive Californians and others who seemed to think he was a danger to all things natural, when in reality, he was just being sensible and smart. Which reminds me of the self-identified Californian, ("We would never do that in CA") who, when we were visiting Jamestown, VA, couldn't seem to be able to explain to her children how those "peace-loving" Indians (ooops..."Native Americans") could have possibly stooped so low as to kill innocent deer, just so they could survive.
We frequently have bears on the place. I just keep moving in my own way and they in theirs. Met up with a griz on the trail a couple of years ago--DH and I got into a 'marital discussion' about how to best respond to that situation and Mr. Bear decided he did not want to be involved in "one of those fights"; he just left first!
Years ago I pulled up to a dumpster in the mountains near Cranbrook BC. Lowered my window to heave some litter into the bin and a large Grizzly head popped up out of the dumpster about 2 feet from my face. Two huge paws on the edge of the bin and the picture was of a bearish Kilroy.
The truck was still in gear, I left, with my garbage, even though the bear looked only inquisitive, and even friendly. Probably thought I had some nice tasty garbage for it.
I knew a woman from Canada who grew up pretty far North in Manitoba where there are plenty of Polar Bears. She told me that standard equipment for any outdoor expedition was a rifle and some kind of cross between a flare gun and rocket launcher - something that fired a bright shrieking projectile. You used it to scare the bears out of anywhere you wanted to go that might be hiding one.
I don't think it was Churchill; I can't remember if she lived right on Hudson Bay or near one of the many lakes up there. Pretty far North though; easiest way to get there in Winter was to fly in, IIRC.
While I was motorcycling to and through Alaska a few years ago, a Ranger told me two things: First, bears cannot differentiate smells. If you are carrying a muffin, the bear cannot tell the difference between you and the muffin. Second, if you are on foot, our on your motorcycle travelling slower than 10 miles per hour, you are in the food chain, and not at the top.
Despite this, we saw hundreds of (young and stupid) people hiking or bicycling through the wilderness while carrying backpacks filled with provisions. None were actually from Alaska. Those kids were all in pickup trucks, with guns.