My college roommate's father was a canoe guide and the protector of folks in the wilderness on vacation.
On one occasion, he was annoyed because a Black Bear was making noises in the brush and he set out to scare it away banging two pans and screaming. Well, he THOUGHT it was a Black Bear.
When he got closer, it turned out to be Brown Bear. Much larger and not so easily scared off. He and the bear circled around the same bush for about an hour before the bear got bored and left.
Like Sheldon, I'm mystified why people want to subject themselves to "outside" when "inside" is so comfy.