Algonquin Park part 5

Well the bears came in the middle of the night, I was awoken by the cans and pots and pans banging together, I froze...to hell with getting out of the tent...screw that...I hid under the covers...the frigging bear sniffed at my tent...I could smell his stench it smelt like a dirty dog that got wet...the only thing that separated me and the bear was the thin nylon tent...Well I guess everyone else felt the same as I because no one sounded the and started banging their noise makers...you could hear the bear ripping at the tent..going through the foodsupplies...ok I didn't wet my sleeping bag...but I had to remind myself to keep breathing as I held my breath for fear that the bear would hear my teeth knattering together..Finally it was quiet...now someone banged their pots...I as well did..and followed by screams...I think everyone was screaming and yelling ---more of a release then a scare tactic I am sure...Damn camping sucks...The park ranger came by the next day and said that they will set the trap again..but it wasn't the same bear..it was another..but no worry as they knew also who it was...He said best if you confront the bear just let it do what it wants and we were correct in not scaring the bear as the last thing you would want would be a frightened bear. All the food was transferred to the station wagon...as per rangers orders..gee are we ever happy campers..:(