On Mon, 8 Oct 2007 20:04:04 -0400, "Eisboch"
wrote:


"HK" wrote in message
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Ha! When I was about 10, I sailed my Sunfish from Woodmont, CT, to Port
Jefferson, LI. I got "beached" for the rest of the season.


My best friend and I would tell our respective parents that we were going
"camping".
This was at the age of about 12. We'd pack up food, sleeping bags and a
tent and head off, the parents thinking we were in the nearby woods
someplace.

Little did they know that our camping trips were on a 12 foot aluminum boat
out to Rainsford Island in Boston Harbor (launching from the South Shore).
We smuggled our Daisy BB guns along for the trip to shoot at the rats and
keep them out of the tent.

BB guns?

We used to use .22s out on the farm when I was that age. We'd take
turns throwing rocks at the corn crib and when the rats ran out, we'd
shoot 'em.

Started doing that when I was nine. By the time I was twelve, I was
really good at it.