Just picked this one up - a few weeks ago (no blood & guts) we were caching on the North Shore, approaching the edge of a bit of a sheer drop off to the beach quite a distance below. We carefully approached the edge to have a look when it dawned on me that normally there's some kind of railing/barrier but none there that day! Should have heeded that instinct because about the same time, I stepped forward with my left foot and felt it go down, down, down! Turns out I had found the empty post hole which must have been 6' or more in depth. For once my mind came to life and I relaized that if I fell completely forward onto my face, I would indeed snap my leg and how in the world would we be able to get help considering where we were! I threw my arms out in front of me and kind of did a "V" shape which stopped my face first fall and stopped my leg from going in the hole further - at this point, it was already up to the knee! After a moment of getting over that UH OH feeling, I got my leg and foot out of the hole and we filled it so others wouldn't suffer a similar or worse fate. We also looked for the 2nd post hole that should have been there but it must have already been filled in! I now listen a little closer to that "gut" feeling when I have it and I certainly keep a closer eye on where my feet go! Whew.........