I remember hugging a tree on the 20 foot fall from an old wooden stand too. Only trouble was, the guy who put the stand up, not me, left all them little 1 inch branches he cut off sticking out about 2 inches. They cut the crap out of me, smacked the family jewels around and bruised the heck out of my legs, arms, you name it. I landed on my feet and fell over backwards. I thought oh ship.. Can I move, well I could so up I got and went back to camp. Within the next two years, surgery on both knees. I learned the hard way:)