Tree Forts!

Tree Forts!

I had a rather magical childhood… There were always tons of play dough, ample dress ups and the best tree fort ever in the back yard!

I remember my dad building this 3 story one in the back yard… I’ve been day dreaming a lot about it lately… I think its because it’s spring-ish and I want to play outside in my garden…

(plz excuse the scanning)

 The tree fort was awesome… Most of my friends would want to come over just to play inside…

The door has a round concave window (handy when the raccoons started to move in a few years later). There was a second floor inside… A built in ladder in the middle of the floor went straight up to a trap door that lead to a tiny prism of a room, with screen windows on either side that could swing open or closed… (my brother’s head is popping out of one of the windows before it got screened in the top photo)

And the absolute best part was the trap door on the main floor… It had a lock too, and was sturdy enough to stand on it if you had too… And it had a rope and pulley system hanging from the ceiling over it…. So if you wanted to haul something up it was easier then climbing up the stairs with them in hand….

That’s me with a box of goodies for the fort…  Eventually there was a built on staircase in the front so the ladder wasn’t as precarious… And there were swing added between the seemingly lonely 4×4’s in this photo… We had a tire swing in the fir trees nearby and a baby swing.

From what I remember those rings lasted a really long time… There was briefly a trapeze bar too… I’d get all gussied up and go outside to play “The Greatest Show On Earth”… I broke the first of the rings… and the bar crashed down while i was outside playing with some one it… And eventually i was sitting on the tire swing (which had lost the tire and was just a piece of wood dangling from the squirrel chewed rope) and the entire branch on which it was tied to, broke away from the tree and landed on my head…

 We would always tie ropes on the side of the balcony and throw them over the top and repel down the straight side of the fort… eventually the shingles at the top would wear through the rope and it would break and someone would fall… So we’d steal cushions and old mattresses on the curb for garbage day, and set them all over the ground so no one would break a limb…
Eventually the adults caught on and we just weren’t allowed to climb down the sides anymore…

I remember how lovely the view was when they built it… there was an ignored apple and pear ‘orchard’ on the lot behind us… it eventually got torn down (that winter there was a great pile of sand to dig in and toboggan down) and then it was built into a mega house…. i’m pretty sure ever tree that’s in the above photos (and the lilac bushes) got cut down…