I've been meaning to wrote about this trip for a long time now and am finally getting my lazy ass around to doing it. It happend this Summer in June in Shelter Cove California (look this place up it is completley amazing.) So I got an offer to to take a 5 hour car ride up to humboldt county with my best friend to go trim some dank buds for his sisters boyfriend. It was my first time in humboldt county and the scenery completly blew my mind the week I was there was a psychedelic trip by it's self. I had been on a break from smoking pot for a few months (beacuse of a job) and the night we arrived I smoked the a fat ass joint of the most purpalisious nugs I had ever laid my eyes on. I Was trippin off the scenery hardcore my friends mom was explaing some off the history of the place to me, I was really stoned but from what I remember she said that it was the lost coast native American burial grounds were all over the place, pirates used to come there and shit. It was righ on the beach but it was the mountains and the beach water was unswimable because it was right off the contental shelf which is like this huge drop in the ocean floor cause huge waves(it was even a tsumami zone!) There were deer walking around and blacksand beaches completley amazing. So the next day we go to dudes house to start trimming, keep in mind I had just broke a 2 month tolerance break the night before. It was my first time trimming a large scale set up two hours in I was High as a fuckin kite! Feelin hella nauseated and what have you. But 12 hrs later I got paid a few hundred dolloars and a bunch of goodies. He gave me and my buddy some Bubble hash, Hash oil, and a half oz of mostly abort closed cap mushrooms. Onece we got back to my friends moms pad In shelter cove we were sitting on her deck facing the ocean at sunset and my homie busts out the mushrooms and we start eating handfulls between the three of us (him, his mom and myself.) We killed the whole half Oz! They were the best boomers I ever tasted too! For how much we ate it sure was taking a long time to kick in so we decide to walk to the beach and smoke a fatty. I remember after we finished the doobie I was looking at the foot prints in the black sand beach and they were coming up and down. Then this deer starts walking down the beach and we break out into this uncontolable laughing fit. My friend broke out and starting chasing the deer and the deer busted some super ninja shit and ran up a completly vertical rock wall. We walked back to the house because things were starting to get really intense. My buddys mom was feeling sick off the shrooms and she disappeared into her room, and my friend couldn't even formulate any sentaces he just kept smelling this fat ass jar of some Kush and repeating we are blessed. Then he started triming some of his moms herbs, I was like fuck that I just got done trimming for hella hours I put on some Jams and laid back on the couch and just rolled with it. We were all in our own world for a few hours his mom in her room, him trimming in the kitchen and me laying on the couch feeling the most comfortable I ever felt. I was getting the strongest visuals I had ever got off shrooms and I had tripped 10 plus times, the thing I remember the most was the tile floors looking like there was puddles of water everywhere on the floor drying up and reappearing it was insane. About 3 hours into it my homies mom comes out her room and suggest we sit outside on the deck and smoke some kif with her. As we sat there gazing at the stars I noticed everyone was deep in there heads and I said outloud after a long perioed of silence "and thats what I think about that" just for laughs and they were tripping off it like I was reeading there mind. We broke into serious conversation it was the first time my homie took psychdelics with his mom and she just got out of a serious relationship and I was just a listening ear to them and every word I said came out perfect. His mom said she really liked the person I was and told me she wanted to show me something. So I followed her into this underground grow op with like 100 mature plants of OG kush Grandaddy Purple and Sour D. They were all a few days from harvest. I was shr00min balls looking at all these beuitful cannabis plants and the bright grow lights made my vision really trippy. I reached my peak in there and right when I started to feel the mushies wearing off we went and smoke a fat quater oz backwood blunt just doused in hash oil! ( I am not exagerating this one bit!) We were all so stoned and we all got a serious case of the munchies and there was like no food in the house. I opened the frige and saw a hugh block of cheese. I cut up sum fat slices put them in a loaf of french bread and stuck it in the oven. we ate it all up and decided to lay down and watch a tv. It was the day Micheal Jackson died but we had the tv off the whole day and didnt know till then. I remember thinking that he faked his death to get all the attention of him and laughing to the thought of him doing the moon walk in some remote location... Sorry it was so long but out of my 25 psychedelic experieces this one was the best. ( or was it the first time I ripped off Acid on 4 hits and was out this universe? Another time i'll write about that Im off to bed now...)
sounds fun, i can't wait to try shrooms again. if i were ever to trip with my parents i would probably have a bad trip but that would never happen because they are completely against drugs.
I fed my dad a few mushrooms at a festival once, it was pretty cool. We ate them right before the 2 hour long fireworks show that was in memory of a fallen HA member, RIP. Sounds like an epic night. I love harvesting beautiful buds. I also like to trip in grow rooms and have sex, go figure, in the room with them. We have had roll / harvest parties and everyone ends up naked, fucking and running around with donkey dick sized main colas slapping eachother in the face cause it makes it sticky and uncomfortable. Fun stuff there.
