Two hours into my hike, my weak bladder forced me to take a small detour in hopes of finding a private spot to take a leak. I walked a bit off the trail, which was even busier than usual today, and gave a small group of flowers a nice golden shower. As I was just about to turn around and continue with the last half of my hike, I heard a faint moan. I looked around, bewildered, almost certain I must have misheard. Instead,...