There actually was just such a convenient vine hanging at the edge of the old ravine when I was a kid, and my and my friends used to swing out over the ravine on it each spring. We'd been doing this for 3 or 4 years with great success, when the vine suddenly broke one day as my friend Greg swing out on it. He plunged about 30 or 40 feet down into the ravine and disappeared into a huge pile of logs and branches at the bottom. Fortunately, he survived the experience, but our vine-swinging days were over after that.

I'm afraid there is simply no way an adult human can travel through your average deep jungle swinging on vines. Not possible. But it does make a good story, doesn't it?

- LH