Just as the guide told me that the snow was packed hard, I took a step with my snowshoe and, poof, my leg fell deep into a tree well. With one leg bent a way it doesn’t normally go and the other lost in a tree well, I started to panic.
Seeing that I was stressed, the guide started to dig out my lost leg.
It turned out my snowshoe was caught deep down on a treetop I couldn’t even see. After some digging and some wiggling, I was finally free.
Thank goodness this was as the halfway point of the hike.