A couple of us were trekking just outside of Cusco, Peru. All was going well, we had seen various ruins and were in good spirits on our way back. However, we somehow managed to wander right into the middle of a massive flock of sheep.
Turning around to walk back out, I encountered a goat staring straight at me. It grunted. Falling back upon the mountain of advice I had been given should I ever encounter an angry goat, I knew I should stay calm and back away. Three seconds later, as I ran like a hunted gazelle, I absolutely creamed my foot on a rock. This would later be confirmed as a stress fracture.
–Prem – 28/08/15