i was skiing some trail (thankfully not very fast or I would have gotten absolutely decimated), snowing extremely hard, couldn't see too well, didn't quite know what happened but before i know it, I crash into the middle of one of those harness/leash type things that u sometimes see ski instructors put on real little kids when they're first learning to ski... it was about 10 feet long and I managed to hit right in the middle part, the poor kid was bowled right off their feet, the injuries themselves were not very gruesome but i got some hefty ropeburn from that leash despite my jacket
also, not me, but my 7th grade math teacher told us this story from when he skipped a couple days of college to go skiing after these colossal snowstorms... He and his brother and his friend built a little jump on a trail and went bombing down the run to hit it; they not-so-conveniently built it on a curve, so he came in a little too hard and flew off the trail, wiping out and falling on his back. he started to slide down the slope on the side of the trail, his head hit a bump and got bucked forwards, and a protruding stick from a fallen tree above him stabbed probably a good inch into his inside tear duct right next to his eye, shattering his cheekbone and fucking up his eye... he now has a glass eye and a titanium plate in his cheek. ouch.