Another true story from my book. Years ago, I had a hunting camp on Mopang stream in eastern Maine. For three years in a row, when I went to the camp, I found it torn up pretty bad from a bear that lived in that area. Now, the best way to deal with a bear, is to outsmart it. They have a habit of standing up on their hind legs, reaching as high as they can up a tree, and leaving claw marks in the bark. If another bear comes by, and is smaller than the one who left the marks, he will leave the area. However, if another bear comes by, and is big enough to leave his marks higher than the first, then the one who made the original marks will leave. That way they avoid a fight. So, I got fed up with this resident bear, and I took a steel tooth garden rake and a step ladder to the bears marking tree, stood on the top step, reached a good ten feet higher than the bears marks, and raked that tree as hard as I could. Havn't seen that bear since.