That's what I like about hiking, so many 'little happenings' can happen in the blink of an eye, some good, some bad but many are memorable.
My 'shame' one was when I lost the trail and ended up in a farmyard garden and needed to clamber up and over an old stone wall to get back to where I should have been. I attempted to climbed the wall, rucksack on my back when it suddenly collapsed, old stones everywhere. I'd already heard the barking of a dog so I lost my nerve and just hiked on. I've felt guilty about it for years.