Me and my friends used to go camping all the time out in the middle of no where all the time, yes this was real camping. So much so that GF's would start cracking gay jokes.
Here's a pic for the first day of the millenium (depending on your denition it might be the year before...):
I'm on the left, dog is at my feet
. We always had her with us, I know she kept the critters away more than once. One trip in particular something circled us out in the woods, the dog was out barking and made an arc around where we were at. Not sure what it was, really could have been anything... Nothing could get near us though without us knowing it, the one guy who arrived later on excursion even tried sneaking up on us and she heard him when he was about 100 feet away.