When I was a kid (about 11 or 12) we used to ride our bikes (Schwinn Stingrays/bananna seat) to the Texaco resevoir; a small lake or large pond, depending on the way you want to look at it. Holding rod-and-reel in one hand and tackle box in the other we rode approximately five miles to get there. We would catch a stringer full of sun-perch, bring em home and my Mom would fry them up for us. Rideing home with that stinger of fish is one good memory.