What did the hippies do in the winter?

When a hippie is portrayed in a movie, or elsewhere it's always in summer, or spring. What did the hippies do in the winter? Was it any different from summer?

 

head south!!!!!

or crawl under a rock & hibernate till spring

 

It would depend on where you were. If you were in so cali or SF the seasons didn't change much and a pancho or Pea Coat would be just fine for the winter. If you were in say, Oregon, well that would be a whole different ball game. I ran around all winter barefoot in SF. Drank beer and smoked weed

When winter came in Oregon, everyone would bundle up in longhandles, flannels. jeans and or coveralls, two pair of socks, boots, gloves and a skullcap, sometimes when it got real cold we would just stay huddled up to the fire place and drink beer and smoke weed.

When the ground is frozen not much moves about. The livestock still has to be feed and the cow milked and the pump primed. In an Ice Storm all you can do is sit it out by a warm fire and drink beer and smoke weed.

Peace Out
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Wow...Thank you shameless heifer....your words just brought back some really cool memories of winters past !!!

 

Bright Blessings Erzebet,

Did you ever get the feeling that everything is related and one thought is just a continuation of another.

I think of the things that have gone on and I lived through. I could never capture it in total bc it comes in frequencies. But when it comes it is so very clear that it leaves you with no doubt and a positive outlook on what has come to pass and what the message was/is.

Sometimes hard to relate in mear words, it's something in the eyes, a spark of light, glimmering and connecting with likeminded ones that have experienced similar chemical changes in their cosmic situations.

Certian energies draw together bringing warmth or cool enchantments into their consciousness.

Funny: Nothing has changed much, it get's icie cold here, we still huddle/cuddle by the fireplace. Get's real hot in summer time wow 107 in the shade. Then in Autum and Spring it's cold in the mornings and hot in the afternoon, so you never know how to dress. So you drink beer and well you know the rest.. heh heh..

 

That is so true...And I wouldnt have missed a single second of it for anything......its all so beautiful !!!

Peace to you dear sister !!

 

Yeah, baby, now we talking ....

Seems like I remember a line from a song, "goin' where the weather suits my cloths"

But actually few of us hippies were the hippies in movies.

Peace,
poor_old_dad

 

I grew up in San Francisco so like you heard it was not a big problem-I spent the days in school or surfing-At night I was in one of the concert halls getting my ears ruptured-o-yea!-I moved North in the 70s and spent 10 years in Oregon which is very cold compared to Cal.-But thanks to global warming the winters are milder every year-It hasn't snowed here in 3 years--basically-remember when your younger things like cold weather don't really have much effect-especially if you have substance on board!

 

I am a young old hippy who resides in babylon. I chill and save $ for spring / summer shows and festivals. I also like to drink beer & smoke weed, unlike the spring / summer when I like to smoke weed & drink beer

 

I was a New England hippie. When there was snow on the ground we would get high indoors or while cruising in a car with the heater going full blast. Then we would hang out in bars, go to parties or to indoor concerts, go skiing or skating, or just veg out in our pads and watch TV or listen to the stereo. And of course we all looked forward to spring and summer when we could live outdoors once again.

 

Geez y'all,, ya forgot a major ingredient - was not all that much of the scene being a seeker, but y'all forgot the fuckin along with the smokin an drinkin .....
could it be -naw just being nice to young sensitive ears - that y'all are gettin too old to remember -er-ahem much less do ? naw can't be
laughing so hard I start to choke and sputter

 

hi
Been awhile since i,ve been here, wellllll I grew up in the rockies sooooooooo
hang out out side just in warmer clothes duhhh. ski, ski, ski, play in the powder
and drink scnapps outside and beer inside and smoke weed smoke weed and smoke weed, kind of a few drawbacks though ...the bong water freezes , but snow is an excellent filter. kegs freeze also.
when I was in h.s. we used to have a blowout where we used cords of wood ,ripped off from the ski condos, to make a big bonfire and construction heaters with blowers
and set up tarps in a big circle with a big fire and the heaters and a keg and it would melt all the snow in a huge circle . wow what a memory.
lol as a teen in 70.s I made a real igloo in my folks yard as a "project" and spent many a day right there in the yd. with a cop for a neighbor dividing up q.p,s and bongin lol ooops I apoligize that was my boyscout project.lol lol .
sneakin into the resorts and condo,s hot tubs at night with our girl friends mmmmm.
cross country skied to h.s sometimes for the "exercise" yeah right ,it was so we could leave early and get high on the river bank.
friends family ran a small greenhouse that was warm yr. round we could always go there and stay warm.
most of the 80,s I worked outside in the winter ,scnapps ..daytime ..beer at night.
In the 7o,s I had a snowmobile g.f. and I became experts at the "quikie" lol...
winter of 82 indian ocean on an aircraft carrier avg. temp 105.......whew.
oops havin a flash back and forgot the best spot had a tee pee setup at the hot springs in steamboat sprgs, all winter a hippie friend stayed all winter we were in town working and spent a few nights there. feet got cold typing this. it has been a long strange trip has,nt it.. Rick

 

Bear (my dh) and I always had the place to live, so we had our friends crashing with us in the winter. It didn't stop him from camping during one of the coldest Januarys in Midwest History. He said their bags were freezing around their faces, and their beards were coverd with ice. I didn't go, and stayed in my on campus Apartment, with, like 7 other people. (Always, there was college for some of us, to have a place to live.)

We had freinds who had rented an old resturant to live in, and we would blast the Dead out of the windows, and take the resturant chairs, and put them around a bonfire all night. Nothing like your face burning and your ass freezing. The chicks would always end up IN the house by about 2:00 AM, though. Too cold.

MMMMM, memories......filling the bong with snow....

 

i heard the only time the hippies were ever cohesively organized was in the winter when they tried all out to find two snowflakes that were alike to prove the establishment wrong which built itself upon the premise that no two snow flakes were alike

 

Where do you get this stuff? :book2: The Big Golden Book O' Hippys?

 

Maggie Sugar "Where do you get this stuff? The Big Golden Book O' Hippys? "

Has to be that MollyTheHippy has taken way to much acid.
arty:

 

why do you make the premise that knowledge comes from books?

hippies are gnostics and we know knowledge is an internal self revelatory process outside of time

 

old fart hippie alert! old fart hippie alert! old fart hippie alert!

 

When I was chasing the dead we would all end up back in the bay area California after fall tour. The Jerry Band Halloween show was the sign of the coming of winter. It was getting too cold to sleep in our tents on the cliffs of Davenport so descisions had to be made. Go south? Head up to Humboldt and see how long you could sofa surf. A group of us ended up finding our own land in Southern Humboldt, and hunkering down in our cabins (really more shacks) with news paper stuffed in the cracks to keep the cold out, we smoked weed, drank beer and learned how to throw an axe for endless time killing. Every two weeks I would hitch hike to SF, buy 10 or 20 sheets of acid and express mail them back to the east coast. What a great job that was. If it wasn't soooo illegal I might have made it my career. Over the winter there was always the dead's New Year's, Chinese New Year's, and Valentine's shows as well as a few JGB shows at the Orpheum and Warfield to get us into the city and see other dead family members, swap stories about the last fall tour and how big of pricks the cops had been in Hartford or wherever. Spring would come and we would pack our bags and head out for spring tour.