Tim Fox
Well-Known Member
we used to ride our bicycles in "Concrete Rivers" down in sourthern california,, as you rode along you came across huge storm pipes that emptied into the big concrete river basin, some of these pipes were like 20 foot and these pipes had huge metal grates in front of them ,, one day after peddling a good hour or so north we came across one of these huge pipes and its metal gate was propped up by a large piece of lumber,, my crazy friends go around the grate and ride inside the pipe,, but you could only go in about 50 feet or so and it got to dark and the pipe turned a corner,, we go home, crazy friends formlate a plan, we go to the bike shop and get those headlights you could mount on your handle bars that have the little generator you put against your tire,, so as you rode the light shone bright,, we all mounted these on our bicycles and into the storm drain pipe we went,, we rode for miles under the city,, we would come across man hole covers, and then those larger storm water things near intersections and we would climb up and peer out of the 6 inch slot to see where we were, hahaha,,
if my parents only knew they would have skinned us alive,,
I miss those big adventures
if my parents only knew they would have skinned us alive,,
I miss those big adventures