Carol, My stomach was in my mouth! A few hours before on not so steep a trail, my saddle slipped and I went down. Rolled a few times and came up on my hands and knees and got right back in the saddle. That night was a Alleve type of night! I ate my dinner in my tent and all night worried about the smell of the chicken and the grizzly bears. They told me grizzlies don't like chicken. Ha!