Getting detained for trespassing.
Getting chased (and bitten) by dogs.
Tripping and falling, with blood all over the place, several times.
Getting my car stuck on an icy road in the middle of the forest, in the night, with wolves howling nearby.
Making a "leap of faith" after being unable to climb down the cliff fifty meters above ground.
Being called a spy and had the police called on me.
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Oh, wait, that's my other hobby.
Ship spotting wise, I had my share of losing equipment and missed opportunities, but the worst memory of every ship spotting trip was time not spent with the "significant other".
