LOL! I spent half my childhood building makeshift bridges over streams in the woods with a band of little rascals.
Nope, there’s nothing like playing in a creek.
Me too! Still love a creek.
We went to the mountains a few years ago, near Grandfather Mountain and Tweetsie Railroad. There was a creek at the end of a parking lot one of the places we visited. I was in the creek, having a ball, when something splashed near me. I looked up and hubby was jsut grinning. “I’ve been calling you for half an hour and I had to throw a rock at you to get your attention!” LOL
I could have stayed there all day and been perfectly happy. :)