We were camping…when a bear wandered into our area. It was about 3 am and everyone was asleep. It was most likely sniffing for food…and mistook my wife’s tent for a large rock or something, because it walked right over her in the middle of the night.
She says she woke up to something crushing her foot and when she heard it snorting and huffing, knew exactly what it was. Adrenaline kicked in and she lay perfectly still and quiet. A few seconds later it was off her, headed toward the tree where our food was.
It managed to figure out that clawing the rope would bring the bag down, and it ate all of our supplies. Fortunately, when we surveyed the damage the next morning, everyone was okay and we were only a couple miles from the car. We had to cut our trip short, but it really could have been worse.