Not my, mine Dad's. When he was in the service in ww2 he was mostly stationed on Kodiak island. They had a lot of downtime from flying -he was on martin mariners for patrols- because of inclement weather, so they would go fishing. When they went fishing, they always had a designated party with a BAR handy from the threat from the hugemongous bears. One time he said they had to shoot one, mostly they would just split if they saw any and just leave whatever fish they had so the bears wouldn't follow them.

Thinking about it, I have another. got a friend from a long time ago is a zoo professional, specialty bears. She would get to go on polar bear trips up around churchill manitoba. She had a lot of stories of the folks who live year round up there relating to her how aggressive the polar bears can get, complete with having one ton guys trying to break into  cabins with the folks inside.  It's not all walt disney fluffy bunny action! Just don't know how I would react to a bear trying to break in, but I bet it might involve a 12 bore with slugs, endangered or not. I've been in that exact situation with two legged predators before, so I imagine 4 legged would be about the same. Luckily the two legged took off, one shot across the bow over their heads was enough to convince those guys that breaking into that house was a bad idea. (they didn't think anyone was home because no cars were parked outside at the time--they were *really* surprised at the very loud bang, tell ya whut, they couldn't split fast enough. Hopefully they acted as a deterrent for them later on, in ye olden days when a little more home defense proactive behavior was more legally acceptable, it would have been a guaranteed  deterrent.

In retrospect it is sorta funny. They were trying to jimmy the door in with a tire iron, I was inside with the shotgun (way out in the country). I kicked the door open, laid the barrel on the dudes shoulder right next to his head-hard actually, smacked it down hard, then touched her off and jumped back and racked another one in. The LOOK of surprise was pretty amazing. He's probably half deaf now, and who cares either. I know they never came back. Maybe dumb, but I was only 17 then and just knew what they was doing was wrong, I was by myself, and there was a carfull of them and one me. So that's what I did.

I got more predator stories but that's enough for now.