Texas.

Bring Crazed Rabbit with his full arsenal with you, for backup, and SFTS for pix and morale support (and the hunting license).

Hunt at dawn, and rotisserie slow-roast that sucker all day, open-pit, lotsa smoke. Drink German beer.

If the spear thing actually worked, have it bronzed, to mount under the tusks to hang on your library wall, so you tell your grankids about the time you hunted in the wild, wild west.