He had the best hand of cards since he had ridden into this one horse town. He smiles and throws another stack of chips into the pile and calls. The grungy drovers across the table frown and throw down their cards. One of them abruptly stands up, knocking over his chair and yells "Cheat"! Unfortunately, for him the Gambler anticipated his move and has already drawn both of his pearl handled colts from the holsters. The drover goes pale.

Always go into the game well healed. The Bear Fighter is the rig for the Gambler and well dressed Eastern Dandy.
 

For three long weeks, he had trailed the infamous train robber through the badlands. It was nearing midnight when the Bounty Hunter spotted a smoldering campfire at the edge of a ravine. He tied off his horse, checked his weapons, and quietly made his way down to the camp. The wanted man looks up from his plate of beans and stares out into the darkness. He senses that something is different. He stands up and reaches for his gun.

Bounty Hunters and Lawmen can trust the strength and rugged design of the Bear Hunter.
 

The gunslinger strides into the crowded saloon and calls out in a loud gravelly voice, the name of a free ranger he had been hired to kill. The roar of the saloon grows silent. The eyes of the gunslinger slowly scan the room looking for his prey. At a table near the back of the hall, a large man calmly shoves his chair back and stands to face him. The gunslinger reaches down, releases the hammer thong holding his revolver firmly in the holster, and awaits the ranger's next move.

If you're going to call a man out, then you need the Grizzly Fighter or the only place in history you will hold is an unmarked grave in Boot Hill.
 

The Grizzly Fighter has been modified to meet the specification guidelines of the Cowboy Fast Draw Association. This rig is designed to be fast with 20 degree forward cant and firmly attached to a matching notched gun belt. The rig has a built in metal deflector plate, thigh tie and hammer thong.
 

The Marshal quietly gestures to his Deputy to go on around back of the livery stable. The Deputy nods and disappears into the shadows. Seconds later, the Marshal moves out into the open ground in front of the livery and yells for Montana and his brother, Jim, to come out with their hands up. A Winchester is cocked inside the stable and two men charge through the open doors toward the Marshal with their weapons drawn. In the blink of an eye both men are gunned down. The Marshal stares at them for a minute and then slowly drops his Peacemaker back into the holster.

Whether you're a hired gun or a law dawg, you need the speed and reliability of the Grizzly Hunter.