Pitching a tent in Montana’s Bob Marshall Wilderness means cozying up in grizzly neighborhood. Pop culture tells us a 600-pound apex predator moves like a walking rockslide—all snapping branches and heavy breathing. They did everything by the book: kitchen and food vault stowed a football field away from the tents. Yet, one frosty morning revealed a massive set of fresh tracks printed right into the frozen mud of camp central. You don’t always get a dramatic cinematic warning when a grizzly bear is in the area.