Rainbows and wide eyes (trip report)

My report of my very first time meeting a beautiful girl named Lucy


For years the thought of doing LSD was not in my cards...I went from having absolutely no interest in hallucinogens to trying mushrooms and salvia but maintaining some sort of unexplained fear of trying acid. It just didn't seem like my thing. Well, in the winter/spring a buddy who I had met while traveling in Central America, and who lives in Portland (just five hours from me) and I began planning a camping trip. I could only take four days off work but we decided to suit up with camping gear, drive eight hours to the Rocky Mountains, take a short hike and spend a couple of days smoking, chilling and enjoying the beauty of nature. Neither of us had ever camped on our own before (he went as a child with a friend and their parents and I had gone, once, with my high school years ago). Well I back-and-forthed on the idea of trying acid for weeks and weeks, eventually deciding not to do it.

Then without warning, a couple of weeks before the trip, my mind opened up. All of a sudden I had a very keen curiosity about it. Then excitement. I talked to the friend who sells me all of my drugs and located some very good blotter, and with growing anticipation we headed out! The drive was long, we stayed overnight at a roadside campground and then around 1pm the next day, began the hike to the real campsite- 15 little tent pads 4.5 km into the mountain, alongside a beautiful turquoise lake at Mount Robson. At kilometer three we decided to put the little papers under our tongue, figuring that by the time they kick in, we'll have had our tent set up and ready to go.

Kilometer 4.5 arrived and there was no sign of any camping areas, only the lake. My friend, Matt, mentioned that he was starting to feel something. I agreed. I felt bleary-eyed and things were starting to look kind of funny, though not in any describable way. I asked the next hiker who passed us if he knew where the campsite was. He replied "Oh about another two kilometers," and our jaws fell.

As it turned out, the LAKE was a 4.5 km hike. The campsite was 6.5. Things were getting weirder as we realized that, most likely due to the exertion of the hike and the fact that we had not had a full night's sleep in three days, this stuff was kicking in, FAST. We scrambled through the mountain, trying to get to a place where we could set up our stuff. My backpack felt like it weighed a hundred pounds and it was getting harder to catch my breath. The trees began to get sparse, exposing us to the heat of the sun, and all we wanted was to be finished! The second I saw the first tent pad, the most hidden one in the trees just off the trail, I threw my shit down and flopped onto the ground. This was getting a little intense and I was so tired. Matt dropped his stuff. Now what? We needed a safe place to rest. Let me say that setting up a tent while falling into an acid trip is not only hilarious, but insanely difficult. The tent poles were like worms. I could not stop laughing the whole way through. Eventually we got it all built and threw everything inside the tent, crawled inside and tried for a long time to set up our sleeping pads and bags into beds we could rest on. That was when I felt like I got reality ripped right off my brain. I felt like I had suddenly been transplanted into the tent. An immense wave of complete confusion rolled over the both of us. "I'm confused..." I couldn't stop saying every two minutes. He asked why but neither of us could place it. Thankfully he's done acid a couple of times and told me he thought this was just the confusion stage of the drug, and that was the point I remembered we had even taken it. Once I understood that, I could not for the life of me figure anything else out. My thought process was as followed: What are we doing? Did we come all the way out here just to do some drugs or did I take drugs and wander off? Why did we come here? Am I even who I think I am? Maybe I'm not Kirsten...wait, what? What am I supposed to be doing right now? What do we have to do?

For what I assume was 20 minutes but felt like hours, we were trapped in the tent of chaos until finally Matt suggested we go outside. After some struggle with the idea, I relented and slowly realized all I actually "had to do" was go outside and enjoy how freaking crazy everything looked. I got excited and the confusion melted away as we headed down the trail staring at everything around us. The setting was absolutely unbelievable and I can't imagine anything better for my first acid trip (or any trip!)- we located a huge empty piece of land that was covered in river rocks and dozens of tiny shallow streams that led into the lake, and looking up we found ourselves in the very center at the meeting point between six huge mountains. The sun was peeking out but it was cloudy enough not to be too hot and all the trees and leaves and plants around us were all cactusy, breathing, swirling at the tips and wiggling like fingers. Everything was vibrant and furry-looking. Every so often I noticed a really low rumbling bellowing through the trees which I am now certain was entirely because of the drugs, and even at the time I found it really cool and entertaining. There was an hour where every single thing I said sounded like a metephor and I kept laughing because of how funnily everything related to everything in some way, which was a blast. After a long while running around screaming about how amazingly gorgeous it all was, we returned to camp and moved our tent to another site, this one right on the shore of the lake that allowed us to be out in the open, our backs to the trail and a huge "front porch" of grass. We somehow managed to set up our camping stove, then went off in search of water. We ran into a Nordic man a few minutes down the trail who was carrying a pot of water, asked him where he got it (very stuttered and trying to act normal), and he pointed down the trail and managed "streaming water...it's good!" One minute later we had fresh clear spring water with us and made it back to (with a LOT of effort) set up our camper stove and cook up some delicious indian food and brown rice. It was the best meal I'd ever eaten.

Darkness set quickly and Matt and I set up a wonderfully-comfy "bed" not 2 feet from the water's edge, laying down a tarp to stay dry, then covering it with both our sleeping pads and sleeping bags. It was the best softest place in the world at that moment as we snuggled under the covers and stared up at the sky. We watched it as every bit of color drained from the sky and night came, then for hours past that. As we talked and talked and talked about the wonderment of...well, everything, we watched clouds forming (actually) above our heads. They swirled quickly (maybe in reality and maybe not) and danced all over, at one point even pixelizing so small I had to look at something else! Soon a flood of billions of stars exploded across the universe. They looked pink and blue and yellow and green, all colors and wiggling around. The milky way was clear as crystal. Then, as if it wasn't all magical enough, a *fucking meteor shower started* and shooting stars flew everywhere!

I've never been in such wonderment of my life as I was that entire trip, and I had never been so serene, at peace, impressed and comfortable. My mind went everywhere and absolutely nowhere. I can't even put the feeling into words. It was...heaven. Heaven on earth. I cannot say how immensely lucky I was to first experience such a beautiful, wonderful, magical drug in such a perfect setting, especially since my best friend was there to share it with. I will absolutely take lsd again and am so grateful for the experience, and I really just have to say: to those of you who don't often take acid in nature, it is the most perfect thing you will ever feel!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

What a wonderful location for a first LSD trip. nice report!

 

I have been lurking on these forums for awhile and just recently registered but I finally came out from the shadows to say that this was a fantastic story. I haven't done lsd yet but I hope that my first time is even half as wonderful as this.

 

I live in a big city so I haven't had the chance to go to any mountain area and trip but it sure sounds like a great idea. Great elaboration on the trip report indeed. I felt like I could see what you were doing and seeing. My friend and I are planning to trip soon at one of the big art museums around here which should be plenty interesting since it will be normal for people to just stare for a while at paintings, sculptures..etc

 

It was a Persied Meteor Shower! I think it was cloudy here nice! I totally wouldn't be comfortable in nature on acid, so I'm super glad your trip was awesome! I would totally do it on e or shrooms but not acid thats for homebase.

 

wonderful report. i love how you showed how your mental processes would sometimes wander towards, how shall we say, "unproductive" territory and that all it took to make it flip was a little reassessment.

 

great report!!