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Posted: 1/30/2020 7:32:23 AM EDT
Was there a place in your city or town where teenagers went go and park their cars in order to get it on?
I grew up in New Orleans and if you wanted to get laid in High School and had a car you drove out to the lakefront and parked along Lakeshore Drive. On any given night there would be dozens of cars with fogged up windows. I had some good times myself there in the back of a hand me down Pontiac Bonneville. |
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We had a place off “the shuffle” we called “the fuck gate”. Oddly enough it was an entrance to a piece of land my family owns. But everyone used it.
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Squirts.
Abandoned coal mine property which is now a coal mine again. Deep strip pit lake. Last time I swam there the next day this article was published. https://www.14news.com/story/5411952/bodies-in-submerged-car-no-clues/ |
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We had the "Green Gate" and a drive-in movie theatre we referred to as "the finger bowl"
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There were all kinds of gravel roads out in the country near our little podunk town.
Farmers didn't care if you pulled over onto their field, as long as you didn't do donuts in them. Now, the local sheriff's deputies sure liked to go prowling around, so you had to make sure your vehicle wasn't visible from the road. Things have changed a lot since then, however. LC |
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Warrior Hill. Place where a lot of locals used to go 4x4ing, had some pretty good hills and one really nasty one with a mudhole at the bottom. You could get ''lost'' very easily there.
Also a good place to uh, misplace the local cops. At that point in history, they had no such thing as SUV's as patrol vehicles, just Caprices and such. |
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The copart yard was closed at night and had a circle drive, you couldn't see up next to the gate from the road. I used to pull in there at night a lot. Couple minutes from my parents house. My parents were pretty lax tho. Drivers license at 15, parents would go out of town a lot and leave me home. I didn't really need a makeout spot, I had a bedroom.
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There were all kinds of gravel roads out in the country near our little podunk town. Farmers didn't care if you pulled over onto their field, as long as you didn't do donuts in them. Now, the local sheriff's deputies sure liked to go prowling around, so you had to make sure your vehicle wasn't visible from the road. Things have changed a lot since then, however. LC View Quote What's fucked up is the farmer I do believe now is a coworker. |
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There was an old cemetary on a seldom traveled road where we went as teenagers. One night the cops showed up at the car my girlfriend and I were in, and shined their flashlight on us. They got an eyefull of us in the act. They had to pull in lights out and slip up on us quietly to do it, so they knew what they were doing and why. Told us we couldn't be there and left us to go on our way.
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Grew up in a rural area, the was a myriad of little used country roads and lanes that led to abandoned farm houses, old churches, old cemeteries. You just took your pick, and I had a couple I used that were on family properties.
Some of those places could get a little creepy, though, if you let your imagination run away with you. This was all during very pre internet days, So we didn't know all the horrible true crime stories that occurred in isolated places. Just the normal screwed up urban legends. lol |
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I used to take my girl pinky tuscadero to this little spot called Inspiration Point when we wanted to neck.
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Ah, fond memories! Actually several places in my AO. Parking lot in a county park overlooking the golf course called "peckers point". Local drive--in movie theaters. A couple of different abandoned farm driveways where one could get far enough off the road to be out of sight. Then I bought a duplex and lived upstairs.......... Still have the same bed frame/headboard that I bought with my GF of the time.
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Several, but it was usually just easier to go to the family business.
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In those days it was Alpine look out point on the Palisades parkway in upstate NY. That was up until David Berkowitz got froggy.
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If there was I sadly never knew nor had much opportunity to use it.
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My bedroom. Thank god for absentee parents and a basic understanding of VD and human reproductive systems.
All the fun, none of the lifelong reminders. |
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When I was a kid, in the 1970s, there was a place down by a creek where the teens would park on Friday and Saturday night. Me and my friends would always ride our bikes down there early on Saturday and Sunday morning to collect pop bottles and return them for the 10 cent deposit. I always wondered what was so important to those teenagers that they would leave those pop bottles behind and forget about the 10 cent deposit
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Overlook at the reservoir. “Eagle Creek” was all you had to say.
Last time I tried to have fun there, I got out to take a pre-fuck leak. Date puked up about 7 Long Island’s in my dad’s car. FML. No sex and puke all over... TC |
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There were hiking/nature trails connecting each "village" or subdivision where I grew up in Texas. Park benches every so often, most fairly isolated from view. Not just teenagers, but adults too.
Drop the kids off at Grandma's house, mom and dad are "going for a walk"... |
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Mmmmm. Boise in the old days. Spend the evening cruising "UMDI" (up Main, down Idaho) and finish on a trip to the end of 8th street in the foothills.
A simpler, happier time. |
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The Pits. A closed gravel pit. Two good sized lakes and 4x4 trails. You needed a 4x4 to get to the really isolated parts. It was a regular hangout for parking, partying and swimming.
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Moon shine pond.
Farmers fields Small town near Fort Riley KS |
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There were all kinds of gravel roads out in the country near our little podunk town. Farmers didn't care if you pulled over onto their field, as long as you didn't do donuts in them. Now, the local sheriff's deputies sure liked to go prowling around, so you had to make sure your vehicle wasn't visible from the road. Things have changed a lot since then, however. LC View Quote |
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Yeah....The parking lot of my folks business.
According to locals a bit older than myself, a generation of townies was conceived there. That's a bit surprising though as the parking lot was usually awash in beer cans and rubbers every Sunday morning. My generation just found empty building lots. |
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Veterans Memorial Park had a parking lot behind a hill so you couldn’t see parked cars from the main road
Also another one that was funny City Hall had a partially obscured parking lot too. Cops caught on to that one though lol fly back there and bam Johnny law is waiting Had a few ‘you better be a gentlemen and take that young lady home’ Small town stuff |
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The town kids would always pick stupid spots, just driving 1-3 miles out of town and pulling into a field approach or old farm site, but still spots on high traffic roads. Don't know how many times I'd be driving around with friends and we'd roll up on a fogged up car.
My spots were usually on our own land, or neighbor's land where I knew nobody was going to drive by and interrupt. |
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My girlfriend's bedroom.
Her parents figured better to be safe than some sketchy place in the woods. Kharn |
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Sylvan beach in Laporte TX, ironically about 500yds from the high school
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There were a couple of good spots in an old subdivision that never got finished on the outskirts of town that I frequented. After I told a few of my buddies about the place it got overran and cops and neighbors started cracking down. We had to move out to the country in a few different spots for some fun.
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There was a pull off above the local grocery store that looked over Little Traverse Bay and Harbor Springs.....that's where our was, Greenwood Rd and Sheridan St.
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The lake, the dead end, and the tower.
Wampum lake is a forest preserve so the tree cops patrol it mainly rather than the city cops. The "dead end" was a one way in, one way out street that had homes on one side and woods on the other. The tower was an old microwave relay tower out in the corn and soybean fields. It had a platform up 150 feet above the ground big enough to wrestle with and pin the ever willing Trish to the blanket. |
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Was there a place in your city or town where teenagers went go and park their cars in order to get it on? I grew up in New Orleans and if you wanted to get laid in High School and had a car you drove out to the lakefront and parked along Lakeshore Drive. On any given night there would be dozens of cars with fogged up windows. I had some good times myself there in the back of a hand me down Pontiac Bonneville. View Quote |
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I didn't grow up in the 50s, so no View Quote |
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More like a section of road along the bay side of Okaloosa Island called "The Wall".
The place to park and spark. |
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