I remember one time when I was about 12, me and two friends tried to build dens in the local woods so that we could stay the night in them. We were armed with sleeping bags and nothing else (maybe a torch?). We built in a really secluded area, but it became quickly apparent that the dens were useless and didn't keep us warm, dry or free of bugs. So we wondered about the streets and alleys instead looking for a place to sleep. I think eventually we made camp on someone's front lawn and left before they woke up and noticed us.
Erm we also were fond of making fires... We made campfires all the time. Everywhere. One time we were unfortunate enough to make one in the neighbourhood of an ex-fireman and we got totally busted. :I
The best memory I have is really gross, but so hilarious omg
OK so there was us trying to build dens in a part of the woods that we wanted to sleep overnight in. It was a good haunt but fairly open. The three of us were found by a couple of guys about 4 years older than us, who we were no match for in terms of a fight. They said they were going to come back with more people and trash the place up, undoing all our hard work.
So... We couldn't win this, but we could lay a trap. We took a bucket, and a trowel. We proceeded to fill it with dog turds that littered the main trails of the woods that lazy owners didn't bother to scoop up. We mixed them with a little water so it all sloshed together.
Then, we dug a nice deep hole in the centre of our camp. We put the bucket of awful in the hole and covered the top with branches and dirt to keep it hidden. Hiding the hole was fine, but you can imagine the smell at this point, which was harder to mask. In fact I'm pretty sure one of us took a whiz in it too.
Trap set. It was time to leave the area and find a safe spot to watch from the distance, unseen.
About an hour later, as promised, we see the thugs stroll into the campsite. They look a little disappointed presumably because they wanted us to still be there to watch them trash our site. They are also a little puzzled about the smell.
The leader of the group takes a few steps forward, and we notice his leg disappear into the hole. It takes him a good few seconds to realise what's just happened. He looks pissed. His scream of rage echos across the entire wood.
One of my friends bails. He legs it out of the clearing, completely giving away our position. Me and the other have to run for our lives too now. We run for a good 5 minutes before we're sure we lost them.
We never saw those guys again, fortunately!
