In reply to mrbird:
> Unless you're Scottish and just square go the c*nt.
My long time friend and adventurer, Sydney Mombassa, visited Yosemite with a pal of his when he was 17. One morning while they were lying in their Force 10 a black bear stuck it's head in the tent door with the intention of joining them.
Sydney immediately started making plans to exit through the back of the tent. His friend on the other hand, a Glaswegian with a black belt in karate, battered the bear in the face. It turned and ran for it.
In fact this follows the advice given for bear attacks. If it's a black bear, fight back, they're small enough that you can fend them off if you're lucky. If it's a grizzly just play dead and hope it doesn't regard you as food because there's no way you're going to scare one of those big phuqers off.
Apparently in days gone by one of the camp sites there had a bog where the cubicles were divided by sheet steel walls with steel doors that had sprung loaded hinges that slammed shut after you. A common prank was to leave a scrap or two of bacon in one of the crappers late in the evening. Generally a bear would smell the food, walk into the bogs, push open the door of the cubicle to get the bacon only to find that the door had slammed shut behind it. Many a sleepy camper was surprised by having a pair of large paws appear over the top of the cubicle wall while they were having their morning dump.
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