Friends cross a swinging rope bridge at Village Creek on November 5, 2016. Someone nearly falls through a gap in the planks, sparking frantic warnings. The group jokes about the bridge's funhouse feel and structural integrity while trying to get everyone in frame for a photo.
Come on, Madison! Whoa, that's not me! This is me! Whoa, it's like, it's like a funhouse! Watch out for the holes! Woo! Nah, this is built by our pioneers. I hear people.
All right, we should send our drone out for scouting. Yeah, probably. We should probably— what?
Probably not do— oh, oh, I don't like the parts for you that are out.
Look at the cables on this thing. The wood may break, but the cables aren't going anywhere.
Uh, Madison, she's like, I ain't getting on y'all bouncing on my thing.
I know, right? Then we'll bum rush her, right? Madison, come on. She wants to take a picture. We're all going to take a picture on the swinging bridge. Get right with the guys.
Whoa, right out! Look out!
I was, I was filming that. Did you fall through? Look up, look up now!
Now take it while she, she's so mad she will not say anything.
Here we go. Get off the top! Get off! She did. No, no, she said, she said, get off the damn bridge, Billy. You gonna wish you—
I said dang, come here. I don't think so.
You know what, we got it on film, so yeah, we gotta film. Go check that out.
