Hanging out with my friends in deep parts of forest near the small town we all grew up in

We would bike out past the highway with backpacks, and make little shelters and a fire …and just be lads…throw stuff, sometimes at each other, see who could lift the biggest rock, or jump the widest part of the stream, fish, make a lean-to…we made a neat little spot over a few years

we experienced being totally and completely lost once then, which was a very humbling and powerful experience I can still remember the realization of total silence and total loss of sense of direction…but, we didnt panic, stayed together found our way home

We also played a ton of baseball w tennis balls during the summer in a park that was kinda in between everyone’s homes - tennis balls were fun cause they didnt hurt you if you got beaned , or break peoples wnidows around the park, and also dont travel very far, so make for some fun pop-up fly balls

good times