Yikes! I'd never thought about hitting ice while falling like that. :shiver: One of my better memories is of a magical late fall afternoon up in Tuolumne Meadows. The snowcloud rolled towards me as I stood there and then I was immersed inside a world of swirling snowflakes. Not any old snowflakes, but huge silver-dollar sized snowflakes. I don't remember being cold at all. Carolly