>>2520224Grew up in rural Canada, which outside of cities is simply most of Canada. Anyways, thankfully the biggest thing we had to "worry" about was coyotes, but they never fucked with people in my town. If you were really unsure, you'd just bring along a baseball bat or hockey stick or find a big tree branch. As for what I did, it depended. I'd bike around with my brother and make forts. If I was alone, I'd essentially do exactly what Calvin from Calvin and Hobbes did. I'd imagine I was on some far off planet, or in some video game world. I played Dawn of War 1 as a kid, and used to pretend I was a space marine killing Orks. There's a scene in the intro cinematic where a tank buster Ork blows up a dreadnought, and I used to reenact that scene by just chucking myself off of branches into big snowbanks. Or by heaving myself down hills. Other times I'd make up my own stories in my head and just act out the physical part in real life. Of course, it was also handy for taking the dogs out for walks. There's also a strange amount of old ass abandoned cars in farmers fields and ravines. One was rusted and had a bunch of holes in it. I like to think it was some mobsters car that got gunned down.
But yeah you basically just ran around and used your imagination. Was pretty relaxing.
