i was 12 or 13, it was with a freind who lived across the street, he had stolen it from his mom LOL. We had a fort we had built under a railroad bridge that went over a creek, we had spent a day leveling off the dirt on the hill and dragged a couch someone was throwing away down there, we even had some bug repellent tiki-torches, and a cooler it was a sweet fort.. we nicknamed it "the lab"... anyway one day he found some pot in his moms rooms and we went down to the fort and smoked it all, we just sat there making jokes and staring at the reflections of the creek on the bottom of the bridge... then we went for a bike ride, it was good times