There is a "park" in our area called Pirates Cove. For the most part it is forgotten. As a teenager, this area had a narrow road that meandered through the swampy like area. I remember attending a Halloween party nearby and the parents had arranged a hay ride along Pirates Cove Road. Near the end, some of the other adults came running out with masks on scarying everyone on the hay ride. It a great time and a fun memory.
Since then the road has been closed to traffic, but trails have been cleared joining sections of what is left of the road and turned into a nature park - playgrounds or tennis courts. Just nature - cypress knees, herons, bugs . . .
On the spur of the moment one day I gathered up all the pirate items I could find, made a quick trip to the party store for a few more items. I hid the booty in my bag, grabbed the boys and headed to Pirates Cove.
As we walked through the cove, Demolition D and I would toss treasures to the side of the trail when The Man was not looking.
He would get so tickled when he would find a treasure. At the end of the trail he had his eye patches, beads, a hook and few eye balls to go, and of course some gold coins (chocolate).
It was a Phun Day for us all!