Thanks for all the comments everyone!
Originally posted by kyricom The smile says a lot. We used to do stuff like that all the time when I was a kid... but that was way before the development of the videogames and cell phones that are turning our kids into mini-robots.
Originally posted by IgorZ I would add, as well as social services that take away kids from parents who let them walk to the park or take a city bus to school...
Originally posted by pjv I do not believe that you are, I just think that the overprotective nature of the Western world has not made it to Denmark yet !!!
You are very lucky. Enjoy it while it lasts.
Well, yes, videogames and cell phones are a reality here as well. Sometime we need to drag the kids out - but once out there, they behave like kids in the woods will, with all the irresponsible fun I remember having. And I guess the cultural view here might be a bit less cautionary, although cell phones have changed the game: A lot of the more dangerous fun we had when I was little probably wouldn't go undetected today, and some times it's just as well: I remember sitting inside a fort made out of hay bales. Around a campfire, that we lit in the middle of it(!)
In the situation in the photos I was present of course - my brother, husband and mother in law as well. But I hid behind my camera, focused on her smile, and told myself: "we survived crazy things!"
Originally posted by sherrvonne ...The other crazy thing we did was bailing rope horse bridles and the neighbors 'out to pasture horses'. Our parents and the neighbors knew we were doing it and no one stopped us.
That DOES sound like fun!
Originally posted by swanlefitte Nice pics that brought back happy memories.
I climbed every thing as a child. Was always reminded dead wood is unreliable and to realize the consequences of a fall. Then I was set free.
Originally posted by monochrome What fun we had 50 years ago . . . . . swaying at the top of a 60 foot sycamore tree . . . . then realizing descending isn't the same mechanics as climbing . . . . and my father yelling up to me, "Well, you got UP there. Figure it out!" and walking away.
Woods are dangerous, I suppose - but kids are also really good at falling without getting seriously hurt - and in the end you remember the adventure, not the bruises!