They had a brief resurgence of popularity in the 70s and all my friends were pogoing and I got one. I couldn’t even do one pogo. To make matters worse, I tried and tired and failed and failed. Then my mother got on it and was pogoing up and down and she was over 50 at the time.
I just couldn’t get that darn thing to work for me ERRRRRRR
Yeah, but the spring was so stiff, neither my sister nor I could really get anywhere. It seemed like such fun, but when you weigh fuck-all, it’s just a fancy stick.
In a 1943 Goofy cartoon, Disney advocates the pogo stick as the best wartime alternative to the car. (They show a bunch of silly transportation "inventions before getting to the pogo stick at around the 5:00 mark.)
That’s really cool. Some of my Japanese elementary students have them as part of their recess. I have not yet successfully been able to do either. I can at least hula hoop and jump rope though, so hope is not yet lost!
Didn’t have stilts, but I had little overturned bucket things with strings. (Stand on the buckets, stabilize with string handles. Walk in a rigid way until bored.) I’m sure there were homemade versions, but mine were commercially made for the purpose. They were yellow.
So was my horse headed bouncy ball thing that I adored around the same time. (Probably a little earlier than the pogo stick. Kind of a blur.)
Were those bucket things with strings “Romper Stompers?” I always wanted a set of Romper Stompers. The bouncy ball thing, I think, was a Hoppity Horse.
I read and loved all my dad’s Pogo comics, but I also had a pogo stick and could hop with the best of them. It was the only quasi-athletic thing I was better at than any of my friends.
I hadn’t thought of that in years, but yes I had a pogo stick and stilts as advertised in the 1982 Sears Wish Book. I had the best mom ever. These two toys made me the most popular kid in the neighborhood that year.