NRA4LIFE
WKR
Probably taking our boat out 50 miles out on the Pacific Ocean to halibut and cod fish a number of times. A couple trips into the Boundary Waters was cool too.
I did something similar at the same age, but in my frustration I only packed underwear. My adventure was short-lived.When I was 5 I ran away from home. I could only pack so much in my red Jansport backpack, but I remember my Etch-A-Sketch made the cut. Headed to the playground and used scavenged vegetation, sticks and leaves, to plug up the open side in some playground equipment so I could have a little cubby protected from the weather (it was winter but no snow on the ground). Once I got the hole plugged up I curled up and took out my possessions and looked them over and mentally said goodbye to my family. I was a new boy now, unburdened by rules and expectations of others. I was only answerable to myself.
As the afternoon turned to evening I looked out and could see the warmth of the orange glowing light escaping the windows of the houses all around, and I realized I didn't bring any food and I was getting hungry. So I went home and sheepishly entered the house and re-accepted my old life, if only temporarily. I would make better plans for my next runaway. Still working on them in fact.