the old water tower was to much of a temptation,a few of us climned it several times.Just for fun who else is out there that has done the same????

YUP!!

Do tell... You realize of course that IF you tell you won't be able to run for political office.

Kelly for Mayor.

Kelly for Mayor===I second that..

Yup, put my name up there! Bill Nelson

Hi! It's me! Heck with mayor, Glen Kelly for President! By the way, there's other fun things to do in the city park!

Seeing all the names has brought back good old memories for my husband. (Gary Askin) He hopes all of you guys are doing well.
Thanks for starting what can be a good subject.

Walking across the Tongue River railroad bridge.. Back when there were still trains on the NP tracks !! Then on to the old Fort Keogh bridge that crosses the Yellowstone. Then drinking Yellowstone River water , and living to tell about it !!!

I'm not exactly sure what crazy things Chipmunk Ninja did as a kid, but I think they involved large amounts of parental neglect and very few hugs.

You're so silly, Guy. You neglected to include that as a young Chipmunk I ran away from my simple minded chipmunk family, all they cared about was gathering food, I needed more; I craved forums. I soon joined an elite group of ninja masters, who also happened to have associate degrees in computer sciences and bachelors in English.
From there I took off to the Ethernets searching for forumists that were boastful in their comments and ill-informed. Those journeys lead me to you.

The battle continues.

Chipmunk Ninja

How 'bout swimming at the FLUMES and bailing off the cliffs. We used to have a rope tied to the exit and would bring water skis out and pass the time.

How about some more things from MC history? I say everyone add something....and see if Chipmunk Ninja can add a good memory or two. I'd enjoy something positive from the Chipmunk on this forum. That is if Chipmunk is from MC to start with.

As for me, I remember playing down in the slough....huge trees with green slime hanging off of them, salamanders, big rocks. The good old days. Now it's fancy houses and golf course.

Anybody else miss the Honda Trails the way it used to be? What's with all of the cleaning up? Danger-schmanger. It was much more fun when you could use all of the fallen trees for fort houses and hideouts. Lack of personal liability/accountability has ruined the world.

One of my favorite memories of stupidity in MC was the Miles City Plaza parking lot on Valley Drive East when it got covered with ice. I did a lot of cookies all over town my sophomore year in my aunt's handed down '79 Cougar, but nothing was more fun that that huge empty parking lot with a nice shiny coat of ice on it.

Hopping freight trains and riding out to Spotted Eagle . . . and of course, catching a ride back on a freight.

Here's one for you, I hope there is a few of us still alive. We used to follow the mosquito truck and run back and forth in the smoke plume it put out, taking in lungs full of what is now (I assume) a very harmful toxicant.

Now I have to go tend to my two headed baby, more stupid stuff latter.

http://www.citizenscampai...ontrol.pdf

This link should answer all your questions on the harmful effects of the mosquito spray. The good stuff starts on page 4. Sure hope you're ok after your run in with the stuff.

-Throwing snowballs at Mr. Potts' tea-kettle in the second story window from in front of the farm shop.

-Super gluing chairs in the SHHS library about 6" away from the table. The librarian would try pushing them in (and couldn't) and having some well-meaning football player yank on the chair and pull up 4-5 floor tiles.

Levi. I need to add to your story about spinning cookies in the plaza parking lot. What seems like a million years ago now, my folks owned the Tempo, located in that plaza. Early one frozen Sunday morning, I headed to work, about 10 minutes after my mother had left the house for work. I came around the corner, by the old Osco, and found my mother spinning cookies like a woman possessed. Pretty odd to see my mother doing what all of us youguns found so fun. And she wasn't the least bit embarrassed about being caught. Plus it gave me a license to spin em whenever I felt the need.

Chuck....so many answers about you in your story about the mosquito truck!!!

Chasing the mosquito truck was the BIG event for kids all over town in the 60's. The truck always had a pack of kids following it.We would smell it coming miles away and head outside! What a thrill it was! It would leave behind it billowing blue white clouds and we would chase it. We also loved when they would black top. Those were exciting smells. We would walk in the black tar they put on the sloping curbs. Another real safe fun place was the iced down hill in the 'Bowl' ice rink behind the high school. They would spray water with the fire house down the big hill and we would skate down it as fast as we could crashing and getting hurt at the bottom. That was so much fun. Looking for rattle snakes at Carbon Hill and by the Yellowstone was also a good time!

Driving straight up the side of Carbon Hill.

So true Kacey, A lot can be explained from that one true story. It's no excuse but a darn good reason. Thanks for pointing that out.

Chuck

Playing at the Ready-Mix and having conversations with the transients along the Milwaukee Railroad. Gathering golf balls in the "Forest" by the golf course and selling them back to the golfers for $.10 a piece. Hooky-bobbin. I tell my father that I am surprised that my brother and I lived through our childhood and I know that our parents never knew where we were. Now my 10 year old can not leave the block or play in the street.

"Hooky-bobbin". Now THERE is a term I haven't heard in many moons. We need to write a Wikapedia definition for this.

http://www.pbs.org/speak/words/trackthatword/ttw/?i=1224

my brother Dennis Gaer and his friends, David Ewalt and Gary Norton, used to go hand over hand under the Yellowstone bridge to the first concrete pier. I guess they were about 12 or 13 years old. I thought they were nuts!

Hell yeah I remember that place!(The Flumes) Used to go ut there with David Schott and John Sieler. Whenever I come home from Wyoming and I drive past there I remember drinking beer and swimming.

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Here is some old time fun that I havent heard anything about in years! GATE NIGHT (30 OCTOBER)

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Gate night? Yup, recall a gate hanging from the Lincoln School flagpole the next morning in the late 1940s.

How about those great swimming parties we had after a great Miles City rain storm. I can remember playing in the water at the underpass and also at the intersection of Sewell and Dickinson, right by the VA Hospital and MCC parking lot. We would hop on our bikes and see how far we could ride through the water before falling off. Boy do I miss those days and all that rain!

I can remember Will Hampton and me riding bikes down the hill at the cemetary hoping like crazy that we would be able to make the turn at the bottom and not wipe out or get hit by a car. You could really pick up some speed. You also had to navigate between the stone gates but I think that was a problem only once.

Valarie,

Good call. I still remember the time Dustin and Josh Sloan and myself took a raft to the underpass after it flooded. We were running behind trees to and from, afraid the cops would catch us...Good times!

Driving with Bru (Mark Brubaker) in his Blazer (Jimmy, really) to Doeden's - having water an inch below my window while we were at a near-45 degree angle to the water in the channel and stalling just as we got to dry land. Good times.

Kanyon Smith trying to decapitate me with a hatchet on a camping trip with him, Matt Oyen and Brubaker at Sherwood.

Me plinking Kooch with a 20 times-pumped BB gun out at Doeden's after he threw a firecracker at me. I think he still has the BB in his thigh.

Getting slapped in front of the entire crowd by Genie Schneidt at a basketball game after cracking a joke at the expense of her boyfriend at the time.

The other time I got slapped (hehe)...

Pouring water down the ramp between the old building and the new building at the Custer County High School when it was below zero. Crazy Times!

The RAMP!! That was a good one!!
Dropping the chains to the skating rink after 2AM to see how many times you can get your car to do 360 in one run (I got 5)

Flying over the top of '57 at night at a kegger in a 1962 AMC Rambler in second gear (3 on the tree with overdrive under the dash).

And I do remember the mosquito truck....the old one that really fogged. Never was as fun after they got the one that didnt fog.

I super glued Mary Petro's locker shut once. Got a whole different respect for her when she 'yanked' it open.

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We used to take out motorcycles out on the Osco Tempo parking lot and do cookies too. OF course we had to first ride into town on them and that was the cooolldd part.

Gate night was a good one. Jimmy an I used to soap windows and through eggs and take gates off and hide them in the alley!! LOL
People here in Phoenix, dont know what gate night is!
They look at me crazy when I say what i used to do

Like Kacey, my friends and I thought a club-cab pickup could drive straight up Carbon Hill. I'm not sure if you made it, Kacey?

...most of us did but a couple of us who figured we could ride up in the bed of the truck fell out. So, it was only a partial victory at the top.


I remember jumping off the bridge into the river over by Neu Vue housing. Thank goodness it was deep enough - that would have been bad otherwise.

Oh, and I seem to recall us taking that same pickup over the Honda trails back in the 80's. Miracle we didn't shake that thing apart at the bolts.

The last couple posts re Halloween brought back a memory of a Halloween some time ago. At that time quite a few folks kept a milk cow for their milk supply and they would be picketed around town. A couple of friends and I gathered up a Jersey and a half Jersey Holstein and took them to the High School and turned them loose, one in the Superintendents office and the other in the school library. Needless to say there was quite a mess and a big investigation. Thankfully, the culprits were never found. My 2 pals are since gone and I am finally "fessing" up. This did not happen in Miles City.

Ike, you realize Newell has never been the same since then, don't you?

Dan,
Definitely made it straight up the side of Carbon Hill. Twice! Amazing what a little straight six with three on the tree can do!!!

When I was 18 I voted Republican.

I do Miss the honda trails. If wasn't for that retarded kid that lit that truck on fire we could all be down there chillin