We were pop-up camping in Northern Minnesota (long time ago before the RV). The campground host warned us about a 500# sow & her two cubs that raided the campground dumpsters the night before about 2am. Nervously we (wife and two pre-teen kids) went to bed. Kids sharing the bed on one end of the pop-up, wife and I in the other.
I woke with a start when something pushed the camper. Thunk. I didn't hear anything but worried it could be the sow as we did have hamburgers for supper. A few minutes later....another push against the camper. I was getting worried now as the bear was right outside looking for a way into our pop-up. The only defense I had was the 2" blade on my Leatherman. I held that in my hand just waiting. Then I hear her... the growl. Right outside of my window. Now, fully awake, I planned it would be best to stab a paw ripping through our fabric with my knife rather than waiting for her to get inside. But.. it was quiet.. quiet the rest of the night until about 6:45am when it started getting light. My wife wanted to know why I was awake and holding the Leatherman. I told her the story about the sow and the two thumps. She smiled and called across the pop-up to my daughter and asked her to roll over in bed.... Thump. That is what I heard, my daughter thumping as she turned! But, what about the growl. I definitely heard the growl.... "Honey, that was the man in the next site - he was snoring".
I felt kinda stupid with the Leatherman. I got my hug for "protecting" the family and they still laugh about it more than a decade later!
(This is why we love camping... the stories, I have a ton of them!)