Riding bikes as a group to THE HILL.
It makes the pile of gravel look like an ant hill. It was a huge pile of dirt from the state highway crew who were building a freeway.
The path down the hill was steep and treacherous, a fall would result in horrific road rash and a long painful ride home.
I don’t remember a trip to the ER from that. I think the only ER trip was when I was running past a tree at night and caught my head on a low branch. Lots of blood. I still have the scar on my bald head 40 years later.
Fun stuff. We had a mountains and used to slide down with cardboard or wood. Top of the hill was a fort and kite flying. Fun fun fun