I remember summers of riding my bike from Dover to anywhere along the irrigation ditch, Prince's Island Park, Fish Creek, Beaver Dam Flats, Carburn park or anywhere we could think of to go. It was a common occurrence to take $2-3 up to the store and pick up a pack of hotdog buns and wieners to last us the day and then rode to wherever we ended up.
I think the strangest place we had lunch was right along side the irrigation ditch, between 52st and 84 st, right beside a steel plant. I often wonder how 3 kids building a fire out of old pallets and cooking hotdogs in clear view of a bunch of buildings in the middle of an industrial park never caught anyone's attention.
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