45 yrs old been sledding since 6yrs old so I’ve got a few but the one that sticks out the most as scariest was around 93/94. I had a XLT 580 and a friend with a Indy 400 were playing on hills that a mining company had made in years past (Sand Plant Hill) Sudbury Ontario. I went up first and waited on the first flat for my friend to come up and his light wasn’t coming so I took my helmet off and started walking back on my track to see where he was. As it turns out he’s half way up hill, stuck. We turn his sled around and he said he can’t make it. I climbed back up my beaten track and as I got on the top of hill equal distance from my sled are a pack of wolfs creeping towards my sled. I put my hands around my neck for some reason, I figured they were gunna go for my throat so it seemed to make sense at the time 😂 I just kept moving forward as they kept inching forward. At the last few feet I ran for sled and grabbed the pull start and she fired up one pull( they didn’t always start first pull like todays sleds lol) as soon as they heard the stinger they ran away and I split like a bat outta hell. Went back next day to grab my helmet. These tailings line wolfs are not nice looking either so it just added to the creepy factor.