As a wildlife biologist and outdoorsman for 50+ years, I have a couple more:
I was camping by myself. I had been deer hunting by Lake Piru in Ventura County, CA and quail season was starting Saturday and my brother was bringing his GSPs up and I was gonna switch gears. My deer hunting buddy headed home and I was alone for one or two nights. We had had a couple of camp robbers (raccoons) hanging around. Middle of the night something is pushing against the tent wall and I back-handed it a good slap! It was like hitting a truck! I yelled and whatever it was took off. Next morning, tracks showed it was a good sized black bear.
The summer I graduated from college, the Department Head asked me to help teach a Jungle Ecology course in Belize and Guatemala. We stayed in a sort of "tent cabin"==wooden walls with a thatched roof. You could write a whole thesis on the ecology of thatched roofs==there are numerous spiders, bats, opossums, rodents and lizards to name a few. One of the boys "cabins" had a gigantic "Baboon Spider" (A bird spider about 8-9" across). It was sitting there in the thatch looking at us (Spiders don't blink, so I guess it was staring/glaring (?) at us). The Professor decided he wanted it for a specimen.
Now, the ceiling is about 12-15 feet high and no stable furniture. So three of us (the biggest) lock arms to form a base. Two smaller guys climb up on them to form a second level. Of course, this is taking several efforts. All the while, the spider is staring/glaring at us. If spiders could laugh, he'd of been busting a gut! We finally (By using a couple of more guys) establish a pretty firm(?), two story base. The smallest guy climbs up and gets settled. We hand him a broom and the idea is for him to sweep it down and a couple of us will pounce on it. He swings...........at the very last instant, the spider ducks back into the thatch!
Of course, the whole pile of us ended up in a tangle (put it simply!) on the floor.