It was fantastic. I was flying down a hill and realized I was in over my head and needed to fall, so I put my hand down on the ground and somehow skied over it. Then I tumbled down the hill long enough to think "I wonder when I'm gonna stop tumbling" & "hrm, i hope I don't hurt myself" then I hit my head. I pulled myself together just in time for several ski patrollers to tell me what a 'gnarly fall' i had... terribly long story short, I ended up at the bottom of the hill ~20 mins later with torn pants, a sprained thumb, a throbbing headache, and hurt pride (mostly from the 8 year old who was laughing at me)... yeah. So that's my story about how I vowed never to ski again...