Oh I like this one.  But there are three possible options:

1.  When I was a kid, I used to bike with my brother and sister to the nearby Coyote Hills WIldlife Refuge.  We'd climb hills, catch frogs, the regular kid stuff.  Well, I remember climbing this huge hill in the park (I want to say it was called Glider Hill, because people would go  up there ( Read more... )