>>8 oh man, how did you sleep in your tent afterwards? Though I hope that it didn't smell bad or feel too damp...
And finally something crazy. This also happened on the Great North Walk trek, and it was the second day of the hike. There was a fork in the path, one leading into the bush, and the other leading into the rock. The sign (situated in an unseeable area) actually pointed us to the top path, but the bottom path seemed more obvious, so down that path we went...
Soon enough, it became really rocky, and we had to climb over a few outcrops of rock, but we weren't worried until we reached a break in the rock shelf. About 3 metres (10 feet) long. So being the leader (for some godforsaken reason) I decided to try go on a lower ledge of rock to get to the other side. Which was when I lost my footing and nearly tumbled down the cliff-face (which was about 10 metres or 33 feet down). Luckily for me, only my walking stick fell down, and it was a few seconds before I heard a *crack* as my walking-stick broke. One of the members of my team finally realised we were going the wrong way, and so we headed back.
I'm telling this as crazy, because if I'd fallen, I'd most likely have a broken leg/arm at best, a brain haemorrage (if that's how you spell it) at normal, dead if I was slightly unlucky and unrecognisable in the worst-case scenario. We were also one of the last groups to set out, and it was at an early stage in the hike, so it would've taken a few hours for a teacher to even be informed (bad reception for phones) and a few days at best for anyone to rescue me.
And I think that's my craziest camping experience ever. And I'm pretty sure I don't want that to ever happen again...