The kite string hit the ground and was dragged through a bunch of brown stalks in the rocky outcropping. Before anyone could say "poison ivy," we knew we might be in big trouble. Three grandkids with poison ivy would not be fun. I was extreme kite flying in the Boise Foothills last weekend with the grandkids. We call it extreme because it involves bushwhacking, climbing on rocks and running down the trail chasing loose kites. Trail running, bouldering and climbing? My colleague, Roger Phillips, jokes that kind of kite flying qualifies as an extreme sport. When the dust settled later in the week, nobody had blisters. With kids having a blast all over the hillside, I couldn't believe it/Pete Zimowsky, Idaho Statesman. More here.

Question: Describe the worst case of poison ivy or poison oak that you've experienced?