Paxman's backyard creek playground has taken many forms over the years and continues to manifest various levels of dilapidation. I love that my kids can play where I used to play when I was their same age. It's the magic of "Up the Canyon" that no one drowned, stepped on a rusty nail, or hooked themselves with a fishing hook (oh, wait. That happened. To my dad. "When he was a boy.").
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