Childhood woods

>>18505
I would play in the woods when I visited my grandmother, who lived in a small town steadily being drained of both people and economic vitality. The future of the woods was never at risk.

>>18505
Damn. I thought I was the only 12yo eco-terrorist.

no,
i helped plant more trees there and its looking better then ever since it has gotten more public funding and interest due to popularity of mountain biking and joggin swell as generally more appreciating outdoors

>>18505
No. Thankfully my parents house is by a steep valley. It's the exact same except a few years back my little brother got his hands on a front loader and made a bunch of trails. It's different but still cool. I walk through wheneverI can. It always seems smaller then you remember.

>>18508
You didnt do anything because your bones are made of glass

>>18505
>We all have those woods we would play in when we were growing up, right?
>Did the same thing happen to yours? Did they cut all the trees down and build houses over it?

Yes. Although they built apartments rather than houses.

>>18507
Yeah I used to pull up survey flags when they were bulldozing an area I used to hike as a young teenager and cut holes in the fences.

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>>18505
see >>971853

>>18511
Mine were bulldozed to build a church parking lot when I was 8
I still remember the bulldozer scraping back the lush greenery and leaving a big scar when a snake escaped the bulldozer and was writhing in the scourged earth
My friend ran out into the construction area and saved the snake

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>>18514
oh gosh that's so vivid

The trailer park I grew up in was surrounded by woods and farm land, but they cut down some of woods on one side to build houses. It sucked because I used that area as a short cut to get to school and shit.

Just like you me and my friends would sneak out at night and fuck with the construction. Despite all the damage we did and money we made them waste, my personal favorite was taking a shit in the air vent of a bed room so it would always smell like shit. Also anyone I ever met that lived in that neighborhood was a total dick.

>>18516
One of the best things you can do, if you can manage it, is drop a heavy bag of potatoes or apples or similar into the wet concrete of the foundation before it hardens. Shove it down there with a pole right in the corner of the house. When they pull the forms down they may (or may not) see it and have to repour the thing. If they don't see it that corner might collapse under the weight of the house :3c

>>18505
Built a golf course and houses on a huge area of beautiful desert.

Lived in Riverside, CA as a young boy, had a large piece of land I used to play in, now entirely covered in homes

Moved to Dolores, CO, 12 acre property had 3 homes, mine, my grandparents, and my aunt and uncle's, now it has 5 homes. The woods behind are still there, but the lake cove that was there is dried up and a pipleine cut through the land

Moved to Knoxville, Tennessee, huge farmland across the road, now covered in hundreds of houses

Now live in Maine, lots of woods, not many people. No worries

i'm from what was a small rural city in the middle of an eternal plain in the middle of Argentina.
when i was a child it used to be a patchwork mixing forests, cattle ranchs, wheat, alfalfa and corn fields and a strip of woods along the river that cross all the plain.
now is all a green desert of soybean fields, the city has grown incredibly big, greedy and stupid. the small patchs of forest are 99% gone (real data), the river and the fields are polluted with agrochemicals to a criminal level and the little left of woods are all full of garbage left by the stupid dirty people. i've moved years ago but every time i go back i cry.
this is news from a town not 50km from where i used to live:
http://www.thebubble.com/is-this-cordoba-town-really-at-a-greater-risk-of-cancer/

>>18505
Hell yea I did. We had woods with old oil field equipment scattered throughout it. Large pumping sheds and tanks we could climb on and even crawl into. We had one people said there was a Redguard skeleton in and everyone was scared to climb into. There was also a 30ft hill that was pretty steep. Pretty flat here and riding an atv up and down that hill was kind of a badge of honor.

>>18505
My childhood home was a subdivision just in the country (right outside of the city limits but not deep into the real farmland.) Most of the land had belonged to an old farmer and he sold all of it but what he lived on (about 20 acres or so, maybe more). The neighborhood butted up against his property and my house was one right next to it. He had fish ponds that I could get to by hopping my back fence and walking fifteen yards. The man was kindly and didn't mind kinds playing on his property (so long as we didn't get close to his house and gardens.) He had woods that bordered two sides of his property and we used to play out there all the time. To the best of my knowledge he never sold anything further so the woods stayed the same. However, over the years the country setting become a sprawling mass of cookie cutter homes and loads of subdivisions (ours was the first and only for several years.)

>>18517
In that same note, try sinking an old boot filled with raw burger against the forms. The law will shut the project down for a week, thinking they've found Jimmy Hoffa.

>>18523
ha, nice

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Grew up on a farm, all the same woods are still there. I still hunt and camp there often.

>>18525
l-ledge-anon?

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>>18510

>>18527
I knew I was gonna plant trees, because the bears called me mr glass.

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>>18505
When my parents bought our subdivision lot, there were two parcels behind it. The developer told them that they were too small and would never be built on, but that they wouldn't allow my parents to buy them. One day in the summer we came back from somewhere, and I just remember the bright blue sky where the trees had been. Now there are two houses there and no more songbirds. The ensuing rant that came out of my 9 year old mouth as I hurled rocks at the brush hogs finishing up their work included the first "fuck" I ever uttered aloud. I ate soap that night, that was my first brush with civil disobedience.

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>>18505
My cousin lived out on a peninsula sticking out into the Chesapeake Bay.
>The woods behind his neighborhood had these deep narrow gulleys where streams cut through the soft clay on their way off of the peninsula to the water.
>The underbrush was all thick rhododendron and mountain laurel.
>Some of the neighbor kids had built a fort back there
>We built a fort back there, thinking that we all could play together
>They tore it down and shit in it
>I went into a rage and destroyed their fort with a hammer
>They tried to find us with four wheelers. They may have ruled the trails, but we ruled the underbrush, and would dash from thicket to thicket to get home.
>Went to a military surplus show that May, bought an old Army guerilla warfare manual and other goodies
>Lil bro, cuz, and I became the suburban VietCong.
>We felled trees across their quad trails
>We knocked out their bridges
>We built nail traps for their tires
>We set up C02 grenades on trip wires
>We ambushed them with airsoft guns
>We always managed to get in and out without being spotted despite many close calls.
>The state bought the land and added it to the state forest, feels good man.

>>18530
>.
>This
The Ghost Mice have a song exactly like this called cementville. I did the same thing with my cousin in my woods. I used to sneak out at night and tear things down and had airsoft battles and we would throw rocks.

>>18531
Anon...
That was beautiful. It all happened pretty much just like it did in the song, except we never got to meet.

I went back there last year and the scars from our battles are still there: the foxhole we dug with a cheap Etool to watch their patrols, the sniper hide I used to ambush their working parties that I split the end of my thumb in half building, the half finished palisade they were making to try to push their zone of control outwards , the ruins of the two original forts, the flags we nailed to the trees, the wrecked bridges at the bottom of the gulleys.

I sometimes think about if kids from that neighborhood go back there now and wonder who built all of that and what happened. Sadly, I don't think they do. I don't think today's children will get to wage asymmetrical warfare on each other, and it makes me sad.

Who here remembers woods porn? That is something no other generation will know the feeling of finding but us. Got my eyelid cut up and busted a shovel on a kids back while fighting over who got to take it home to hide it once.

>>18533
These kids will never know the elation of going into the old junkyard to break windows and finding a stack of yellowed Jugz N Pussy mags under the passenger seat of a Mercury.

>>18526
Haha yep that's me

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>>18526
Damn that was a while ago, surprised you remembered anon.

Pic of "the ledge" itself!

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>>18536
well i hover around here off and on, but never really go away. that's a nice ledge. all i had was a Big Rock. although on my neighbor's property they have a big complex of giant boulders that we called "the castle". they would have been dragged and deposited during the last ice age methings. it was the most fantastical thing for kids to play in/on. house-sized boulders making towers and outcroppings and little caves. i haven't been over there in years so i have no pic. but here's the Big Rock on my property at least, it was a spaceship and a boat and a submarine and even a sentient creature sometimes, like Falkor

> tfw no childhood woods
> tfw wasted my life

>>18505
>When I was a kid I'd steal equipment keys and gas cans over night to slow down the construction.
You're a hero, anon.

>>18505
My woods were in the forest beyond the blue gate. Logged off now

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>>18505
my childhood wood are still there, I still walk my dog there and let my kid play there when ever I can, even has a little stream running through it still

http://www.welhat.gov.uk/article/1385/Howe-Dell

feels good to live in a small town surrounded by green still, not as much as when I was a kid, but still enough, 10 minute walk in any direction and I'm into farmland, who would ever want to live in a city?

>>18505
>family used to live on 20 acres that my dads parents owned.
>used to play outside innawoods, climbing trees, chasing the peacocks, w/e
>after my grandma died my good for nothing deadbeat pos grandpa took her money and blew it all living it up
>I will never see those woods and that land again
>Some other family moved there several years ago
>they will never know our stories
I try to not think about it but it's hard not to sometimes. Also I was sent to my aunt's house a long time ago and she lives in the sticks down in Texas. Me and my cousin used to go explore the woods across the street from his house and they also had a decent sized property. One day there was a big ass fire in the woods across the street, shit was crazy. We went and walked around after it got put out, it looked apocalyptic.

>>18542
This is me, how could I forget this?
>be several years ago, around 13-14
>have no where to go, dad appears in life again (he would come and go)
>no where to go so move in with him
>move to middle of fucking no where
>we were literally squatting on property my dad was working at
>living in an RV parked next to a shop
>showering by going outside and dumping water on myself
>shitting in a large oil tank that had been turned on its side
>there was at least once or twice the old man drove a tractor to the general store because we had no other wheels
>I called it the general store, it was just some shitty little convenience store with junk food, cigarettes, beer, and bait
>we got all our food from that little crap shack during this time
>the land was woods with several pump jacks throughout the area, and a pump station not far from our dwelling
>we had nothing but a tiny tv, broadcast tv being awful, especially to a teenaged me, I spent many days outside just wandering, exploring, escaping
>going walking the woods, getting into abandoned buildings
It was an awkward, difficult time. A kind of best of times worst of times if you will, but mostly worst.

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Basically, a bunch of anti-progressive slack jawed faggots itt.

>>18544
Well now, looks like we got ourselves a faggot here boys.

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>>18545
Fight me!

>wah, they paved Paradise and put up a parking lot

>>18546
>fight me!
You'd like that wouldn't you gay boy? Sorry you had to grow up in the dystopia and didn't get to know such pleasures of the greatness of nature. My paradise was more than that, it was my home, and it was all thrown away for fleeting debauchery and hedonism. You will never know mine and our struggle.

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>>18546

>>18516
There was a construction site near my parents house and my friends would shit on the seat of the bulldozer they had on site nightly. Kind of a dick move, but funny

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>>18547
>waaahhh, I'm speshul
>they put all the trees in a museum
>and charged buck and a half just to see 'um

Fag.

>>18505
They're still there, it's all state forest.

>>18516
Only thing that will work is acid in the engine, that will stop them.

>>18549
This. A well drilling truck was parked in a newly cleared lot near me and me and my friend got wasted and absolutely filled the cab with piss. Inside of the windshield, dashboard, all over the seats, etc. We pissed into it like 4 times each while guzzling beers.

Poor bastard tho :|

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My childhood woods. Line starts in old backyard. I no longer live here sadly.

>>18550
I don't understand why you'd do this. It's kinda sad

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>>18505
>We all have those woods we would play in when we were growing up, right?

There were two woods in my neighborhood growing up; (1970s-early 80s) The Field, (which had wooded and open parts) was along Mound Rd. behind the Post Office and Walker Woods, off 12 Mile Rd. near Ryan (both in Warren MI).

Walker Woods was kinda on the other side of the block, so my buddies and I only occasionally rode our bikes thru there but The Field was right by our homes, so that’s where we played army, built tree forts, shot BB guns and rode mini-bikes.

And when most of The Field was turned into light industrial, (late in jr.high) we trashed the construction site until they had to post a security guard.

There’s still a chunk of The Field left (the actual wooded part) behind the CORT Furniture store but the last time I looked back there, (several years ago) it was massively overgrown and it doesn’t appear that any kids go back there nowadays to goof around.

They probably just sit at home playing their tree Ultimate eXtreme tree fort video game instead…

>>18505
I did not expect these feels OP

Mine got torn down while I was away for college. I guess quick like a band-aid. I didn't know until I looked off my back porch and saw the lack of treeline.

They're building cookie-cutter houses there now. Really disappointing.

>>18550
Imagine being so pathetic you go to a Cambodian Cave-painting Consortium to spread your Huxleyan psychology. Imagine being so angry, and bitter that you bother trying to diminish the lives and memories of others who had something you didn't and will never have, so you jealously lash out. This is you. Am I wasting my time typing this? Of course, because this is 4chan. I do it anyway to let you know that you are monumentally and unbelievably pathetic. You're the only fag in this thread. Don't bother replying to me because you have nothing of substance or value to say. It will only be more kicking and screaming of a "man" with the mind of a child.

>>18546
Actually it's a Target now.

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>>18510
yes, this is true

but i had great teachers, who instilled a great love for nature. and yes, i have Osteopetrosis, (glass bones, like >>18527 but thankfully very very less servere)
yes i planted trees.
then i went to Gymnasium and dropped out and went to forestry school. so if you tell me i have never planted trees because of the circumstances of my birth i dont believe you.
this education was the happiest time of my life and i took it as far as i could, but working the chainsaw long hours i could just not do it physically.

i tried, i did my best, i got good memories, thats all i can ask

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>>18560
did not mean it is true that i didnt plant trees, i did that as a child in school and i did it is a forest and nature technician aswell as volunteer

>>18560
>very very less servere
well maybe not that but not like they show in the movies for action

>>18505
used to take down tape they'd put on trees they wanted cut down
glad to know there we a few child-ecoterrorists around

>>18505
you're a damn hero

>>18505
My parents own the land where we lived so it's pretty safe from construction workers. I still help my father with cutting trees and planting new ones whenever I have free time. I should start asking if they wanna sell the land to me so I don't have to pay inheritance tax

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I grew up in Columbia, MD. A suburban hell of the worst sort, but it did have large patches of woods here and there. All of them are gone now, of course.

Except this one, probably because it was mostly swamp. This is where we would hang out as teenagers. Stolen beers by a campfire. Skinny dipping with my buddy's sister in the river. Lost my virginity in a tent in the middle of all of that swamp. Good times, man...

Like someone else said, I live in Maine now, so no shortage of woods.

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Grew up in a suburban neighborhood in a small city in Michigan, but was right on the edge so there was a small area of woods inbetween the houses and the highway. I used to go in there and climb on trees and sit by the highway until middle school there was this giant ass storm that knocked out at least 3000 trees or something in the city and knocked down about 75% of the tress in that forest. Now it's super overgrown with Oriental Bittersweet. It's a sad sight to see. My house was on that top street

I'm noticing a trend.

Almost everyone's childhood woods were patches of woods adjacent to highways and suburban housing.


Feels bad man.

>>18568
Something like 81% of all Americans live in an urban setting and Maine is the only state that is becoming less urban over time.

>>18505
>We all have those woods we would play in when we were growing up, right?

Yes

>Did the same thing happen to yours? Did they cut all the trees down and build houses over it?

Actually no, they're still there. I went to visit my family last weekend and just took a minute to suck it all in. It looked more thinned out. I think that was due to the foliage not being back from winter yet.

It made me kinda miss those days actually :(

>>18505
They destroyed its for suburbs and a Wal Mart. Fucking Toronto won't stop growing. It's not like anyone lives in those $2M houses, they're bought by chinks who just let them sit empty.