I got my foot entangled in a root and fell on my face onto some fairly jagged rocks. Of course, the first thing to hit (with some force) were the Yosemites. When I eventually managed to get up, my first thought was for the bins. After wiping some muck off, I had a look through them and they were fine. In fact they seemed to survive completely unscathed. Quite impressive, I think, for a cheap pair of porros.
Michael.
Michael.