Our golf society annual trip to Spain, playing on the Costa Del Sol, after a particularily heavy night, one of our group was caught short mid round, we were playing a course high up in the hinterland, pretty remote, so instead of charging all the way back to the clubhouse to use their facilities, the matter was so urgent he would detach his golf towel (it was old anyway) and as we were at the highest point of the course he would hop over the wall at the top of the fairway and do as needs must on the mountainside.
Just after he dropped trou, and let the evacuation commence, a 53 seater bus full of elderly, predominantly female, tourists appeared about 10 feet above his head.
We had not known that cut into the mountainside above us was a road, and directly above where he was squatting was a popular place to stop to take pictures down the valley towards the sea.