When my boys were growing up, there was a big, wide ditch near Mama and Daddy's house. It was deep and had water in the bottom. There was a huge oak tree growing beside the ditch. Somebody had tied a rope to a limb of the tree. The children all took turns swinging on the rope, out over the ditch and back to the tree. Oh, the fun they had! The danger! The thrills! And nobody ever got hurt.
Definitely a new way of transporting yourself to the beach. As he made his way across the very thin building sides I found myself squeezing my self to fit myself sort of to make sure he didn't fall, lol. Liked both videos! Every generation has it's good points.