When I was growing up, there was this place in the woods behind my house that had all these huge vines that we would swing out on over this 50 foot cliff. We would swing out and back, and someone would grab us and pull us back onto the ledge.
My brother and I went in the fall once and he swung out and fell off. I was TERRIFIED to look down. I thought for sure he would be dead. I forced myself to look down, and he was lying on a huge pile of fallen leaves. The entire basin was filled with probably 12 feet of leaves.
He didn't get a scratch and we promised not to tell mom...lol.