Eddie and I liked to hike the two miles out of town to the secluded “Dark Hollow” where a streetcar once crossed the old broken down bridge and cattle drank from the spring that emptied into an old oak barrel from a pipe protruding from the side of a hill.
Hardly anyone ever went there but it was a great place to get away to and even to camp out on some nights.
Those ‘secret’ places mean a lot when you are young…..chuq