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I was doing some instruction at a Helicopter fly in the mountains. There was a wide array of students looking to fly the R22. The fly in was geared toward experimental helicopters (Rotorway, Helicycle, Mosquito...) and many people were learning to fly in the 22 in order to be able to fly their own machines. This led to no briefing time as students were loaded in after each flight as the helicopter was running. Being the inexperienced young, go get 'em instructor I was thinking value. I had done a few initial instructions, straight and level, turns and all that, then I flew with a guy who had Robinson time but it has been a few years. He hovered well and seem to pick things up again and at this point, began my string of bad decisions. We were flying out of a meadow and in the sierras, tree rule the landscape, giant, F*** off trees. We started at the meadow for a traffic pattern, I wanted to make it just like you would at the airport, 500 agl, 1/4 mile away. Problem here, is the terrain from the meadow had about a 100 foot upslope, usually not a problem but mistake number 1. On the downwind, I decided on training value instead of keeping it safe and being extra high. I decided to let him use carburetor heat for the landing and you can all see where this is going. Count mistake number 2. The mountains are cold in May so the student had a nice puffy jacket on. I said ok, downwind checks... his hand reached forward around the left side of the stick. I figured, holy crap, thats the mixture... "NO, NO, NO, Not that one," my hands got ready for the auto, well, little did I know he reached for the trim in the front thinking it was carb heat. So if its not that one, it must be the red one and the sound of the engine leaving me. He removed the guard, pulled mixture. Being at 500agl of the meadow I was looking at maybe 400agl over my current flight path and 80ft trees for a landing spot. I thought, flare high fall straight down or go through the trees.... I took my hand off the cyclic, put in the mixture, yelled repeatedly restart, restart, and thankfully the student made it happen. Engine fired right back up, I have never rolled on throttle so hard. Entered a nice right base and took my new favorite helicopter for landing. I've learned so much in such little time.