I believe I wrote about our extended backpack outside of Jasper and the constant THOUGHT alone of THEM made the trip somewhat uncomfortable. My partner thinks of the wilderness as her sanctuary and likes the silence and occasionally strolling alone. We were joined at the hip and constantly singing and tinkling our bells. Anything but peaceful silence. When above treeline, it was not as bad. In brush, it was frightening. I had to make one midnight stroll to the facility. I heard a crashing noise and totally panicked. Flashlight darting here and there. Pulled the pin on the bear spray and thrashed my way back to the tent. It was probably a deer but .... (that reminds me, it was 20 years ago this month)
Like you, we were hiking in Glacier National Park and hit the high point of a hike and turned around. On the way back down there was a FRESH large pile of scat on the trail which had not been there before. We reported it to the rangers.
But then I do have my funny story - funny to me, at least. On a six day ski trip in Alaska, we were still hiking on the road. My friend was a "bear nut" but I was with another guy in the lead. Came across the pile of older scat. I carefully took my aim and urinated on the pile, moistening it well. The other guy said that will never work. Oh, boy, did it. The other two finally caught up to us and shouted, did you see that fresh scat. We feigned innocence and said we saw nothing. He talked about it for about and hour or more when I finally fessed up. I loved it.
On the Bowron Lakes Canoe route way back when, we sought out grizzlies or, at least, their tracks. I no longer do things like that.