Some of my favorites:

I LOVE going on hikes... I remember one time my dad got up with me at midnight to do a midnight hike so I wasn't hiking alone when in high school... That's probably one of my favorite memories from growing up.  We actually got along really well and it was so peaceful compared to everything else going on at the time.

I also had a friend when I was in Kindergarten, we used to go out and "explore," there were a few horses close to her house that we would go see when our parents weren't around, the owners would let us in the pasture to pet them and gave us carrots to feed them.

My best friend just a few years ago came to visit from New Zealand (she moved there) and we went to this super cheap Mexican joint and ate burritos. Nothing crazy going on. It was just such a happy moment. And those burritos were fantastic. (I miss mexican food so much... lol)

You liking Star Trek makes me so happy! I've seen virtually all of the series... I used to binge watch them whenever I could!!! Enterprise is my favorite

We lived 500 miles from other relatives but each summer we would spend 2 weeks with my maternal grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins.  We played from sun up until after dark. At night we kids would catch fireflies while the adults chatted on the wide front porch of my grandparents' home. Days were spent playing in the barn or corncrib, picking blackberries, going into the garden to feast on fresh, sun-warm veggies, and playing games we made up.  Sometimes the adults would join in our games, too.  My grandparents, all of my uncles and all but 2 of my aunts are gone now.  We lost a cousin last year.  What I wouldn't give for my kids and grandkids to have been able to experience those 2 weeks of my childhood summer.  So much love in that place.

We did alot of camping, sometimes at the beach, other times at a local state park. There was also Scout Camp and YMCA camp. Mostly it was my sisters and me playing in the kiddy pool, sprinkler, and anything else we had outside.  Although we also went to the town pool quite a bit as well.

Neither sister was a Star Trek fan so i was always Spock !!!!!!! (although there was no other crew since they wouldn't play that with me  lol )

Aniki one of my favorites and earliest memories was when my father took my training wheels off of my first bike. I still remember that big push he gave me. Oh I thought I was hot sh!t because I learned to ride a bike before some of the neighbor kids did. That summer I was on that bike all day. Of course I was told to only ride around the block. But oh how I loved that bike. It is a great memory of my Dad too.

I was the little tomboy girl who wanted a pony. My dad liked to take me to the county fairgrounds to watch horse shows, rodeo's, and just walk around- and my young, beautiful 1st grade teacher AND my friend's mom showed horses & I was so stoked to see that & pet their horses. 

There were no girls my age in our neighb, so I was always either playing alone with my Breyer model horses or war, GI Joe, Sgt. Rock or any of the superheros in my comics (hippie parents didn't get a TV until I was in high school, class of '90!) With my bro & the boys. I was the Nurse in war which was cool because our treehouse "base" had a pulley with a milk crate tied to it, and I got to raise & lower the weapons, snacks, supplies.

We also played a lot of GI Joe in the yard. A flat stump from a huge tree had been removed before my parents bought the house, so that was our secret fortress and the top was the helicoptor landing pad. We dug below the rotting stump to create secret fortress tunnels. We also permanently lost the new, camoflaged "Stalker" GI Joe guy when we were "testing" the cammo by hiding Stalker in the bushes & grass & having the other try to find him. Stalker was a black soldier with rolled-up cammo sleeves (so you could see his strong soldier muscles!) and was one of the good guys, so when we failed to find him, Stalker became the cammo LEGEND! We were SO impressed with how 100% effective the new cammo was, we talked about it reverently for years. I'm sure the lawn mower eventually got to poor Stalker. 

Other fun memories include playing at Golden Gate Park & listening to live music with my hippy rocker dad (he's 72 now, still rocking the ponytail). He was a huge music affectionado, and I am grateful I got to grow up listening to a lot of great music, including jazz, classical, Afro-Cuban, Big Band, experimantal, etc. Pretty much everything except Country or pop. Did anyone ever listen to the Hearts of Space radio show? It was on weekly on KPFA but syndicated, loved that trippy music too.

Being outside ALL DAY - from almost dawn, making lunches with the neighbor kids, taking our bikes and going on adventures.  Not getting home until dinner (how did we always know when that was?!).  I encourage SD12 to get out and do things on her own, we live in a great area for it - take your bike and your friend and just GO. (I never lost the love of bike riding).  Riding horses whenever we wanted, laying on the horse's back while she grazed in the field - oh I loved that mare.  And even the hated hay bale days - HOT weather working with family in the hay field; I learned how to endure discomfort and how to drive a tractor and truck at a very young age.