I'm not dead but I almost got eaten

by a bear. We were walking on a trail and a rather large, angry bear jumped up and growled at us. We turned and walked away quickly and fortunately it decided not chase us. After that we checked into a hotel and stuck to day hikes. While on the trail, we got a bunch of bells and sang stupid songs to scare the bears away. We also put a pack on our Labradoodle, filled it with treats, and called him "bear bait." He wasn't thrilled about the name but was a good sport about it. He didn't get eaten either and we didn't see any more bears the rest of the trip. On another note, my beer can stove worked great. We used it to make some chili that tasted really bad. It was warm though so the stove did its job. MacGuyver would be proud (as long as he didn't taste the chili.)