How I Almost Died Chasing Peter Pan

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  1. I get Peter Pan on the Oregon coast, but climbing walnut trees in the Central Valley. 🙂 Okay, I confess to climbing black walnut trees as a kid in the foothills above Sacramento and being Tarzan. (grin) Glad you survived… –Curt

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    1. Being Tarzan must have been loads of fun.
      Fine…fine, walnut trees are no comparison to a full fledged forest, but that orchard desires some credit! My childhood friends and I didn’t just spend ten summers chasing butterflies, our bare feet digging into the soft moss. Sometimes we’d catch birds, mice, fish or even those weird trilobite looking things to try and keep as pets. We built forts, had message trees … pretty much lived out there in our epic hundred acre woods.

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