I seem to recall a bear taking a photo of another bear, but I might be wrong.
Years ago in the Boundary Waters Canoe Area in Northern Minnesota my older brother was with me for a few days on a canoe trip.
We hung are packs up on a line between two trees like the book said. Well, we didn’t get them high enough, and a bear ripped a hole in my pack. The only thing he got was my camera! And we found that with a hole chewed in the leather case. (1970’s Canon).
The commotion woke us up and we scared the bear away, banging pots and yelling. Stoked the fire and we both stayed up for awhile.
About 20 minutes later we heard more banging of pots as they hit the campsite on the lake. And a third time farther off in the distance! Just making the rounds. (The campsites are spaced far enough apart that you don’t know anybody else is around).
After my brother left and I was alone for two weeks, a guy told me to put my pack under the canoe (metal). The metal canoe would make enough noise when a bear came along and give you enough time to scare the bear away.
I never ran into another bear! Although I’m guessing it was because I was off the beaten trail the rest of the trip and not in actual campgrounds.