Yes. Sledding this past winter almost killed me. My sister-in-law’s house has a very steep hill in the back yard, and at the bottom of the hill are woods. I thought I could manage it just fine, thank you very much, since when I was a kid our sledding hill had a pond at the bottom, ringed with boulders. If I survived that, surely I could survive sledding toward some big trees!
Well, apparently I’d forgotten how to stop myself or throw myself off the sled in time. I was very lucky to only whack into a stump with my hip and not hit an actual tree. I had a huge bruise and scared the crap out of my husband. After that I was much more careful! A few weeks later, my sister-in-law wasn’t so lucky. She didn’t slow down or jump off the sled quickly enough, hit a tree, and ended up with 11 staples in her head.
This winter they are going to set up hay bales at the bottom of the hill so we have no more casualties.