I'm a girl, so my memories are much more tame than most of you, but here's a few memories of mine, growing up on a farm in southern Manitoba:
Climbing up the outside of our falling apart barn to get into the hayloft - my brother falling from said hayloft through a hole down to the concrete below. How he never hurt himself, I have no idea.
Playing amongst the large round haybales, falling inbetween them and getting trapped and fished out by my cousin.
Swimming in dugouts, using anything you could find as a makeshift dock/diving board
Skating on the dugouts in the winter - the ice so pebbly and rough, but it was still fun. Strengthened the ankles, right?
Our hometown hockey rink was natural ice - indoors, but natural ice. Outside temps would be -30, it'd be a balmy -28 inside. Never stopped us from skating for hours and hours, playing "Crack the whip" and other games. I remember one ringette game where our goalie froze her toes before the end of the first half it was so cold. Threw in anothe goalie and the frozen toe-d girl dressed as D for the rest of the game.
Horseback riding without any protective gear at all. Gettting thrown off. Running through cow pastures. Biking for miles on end - never thought twice about the 2 1/2 mile trek to my cousin's place.
We had an old rural school 1/4 mile down the road. The owners of the land let us play in it - their grandchildren and us created a huge bicycle course throughout the first and basement level of the school using ramps and such. I remember missing a ramp on the way back up and flipping the bike over backwards and cutting the crap out of my leg. Tetnus shot? Meh. Too far to the hospital.
Jumping into the back of grain trucks full of wheat for fun. I remember doing that at my birthday party when I was about 6. It's amazing none of us died.
Man, there's more but my brain is a sieve these days. What just boggles my mind (and makes me a bit sad) is that my child won't experience any of that. I now live in downtown Calgary in a condo - a far cry from my upbringing. I guess for excitement, I'll just have to let the hobos babysit the kid every now and then -whatever doesn't kill them makes them stronger, right?