I lived on 20 acres with a creek & trees running down one side around the towanda/augusta area. My buddies and I swiped some wood from my dad's shed & built a couple of bridges going over the creek. We then cleared about 5 trails running through the trees making booby traps along the way to catch crap like, squirrels, deer, rabbits, friends little brothers, etc. There was one tree that was good for climbing and we started to build a tree house in it, but it got struck by lightning and split the trunk in half. After that, it was still easy to climb, but the main trunks were too far apart to build anything higher than 3 feet off the ground. Later when we were in high school, we built bunkers and turned it into a kick ass paint ball field - bought cheep wal-mart guns & invited people we didn't like over so we could hide in all of our secret hiding places we had built and mercifully destroy all opposition. After a full day of paintball, we would swipe beer from our dads, walk down to the local turnpike bridge late at night, drink beer & talk about how awesome sex would be when we got girlfriends that put out & eat cinnamon bagels with strawberry cream cheese.
