I was at a bike race in NJ a couple years back. My buddy decided for whatever reason to sleep outside on a cot in a sleeping bag - I think we were all just being drunk and loud inside and he was ready for bed. He comes back in the next morning, we're all sitting around eating breakfast at the table and watch a full adult bear stroll right through the backyard feet from where his head was. I can only imagine what came to visit him in the middle of the night.