Tripping for the First Time Tonight

It was last night at about 3:00 A.M. when my friend came in with an 'O' of some great looking mushrooms! I'm very excited, we're planning on going up to northern Michigan and camping for the night by a lake. We're just gonna eat them and go exploring, then I hope that some music will be played at some point.

I have a concern though, I think I might be getting a little cold, or at least my allergies are really acting up today. Would that negatively affect my trip? I'm just super stuffed up!

Wish me luck on my first mushroom trip!

 

Won't have any effect. Mushrooms sometimes cause congestion so you may notice your stuffed nose gets worse, or not. you'll have more important things on your mind

 

Be cool. Be safe. Enjoy yourself.

Lemme see, last time I beamed on spores, I had Bowie's Hunky Dory playing. I recommend something more light-hearted

 

As far as music goes, I usually think anything sounds amazing, but my friend who's hosting this trip is really into The Beatles, Pink Floyd and Yes. I am not too big on The Beatles, but Yes and Floyd are amazing; I foresee some Close to the Edge in my future tonight!

 

Close To The Edge is a fine, fine selection

It'll all be fun, no matter!

 

I will listen to CTTE on 4-aco-dmt today

happy days

 

It went well, I presume?

 

Oh my goodness it was great, I can't post a full report right now, but it was absolutely incredible! I could not have imagined a better night. Still don't know which I prefer between LSD and Mushrooms; I need more time with both!

So yes, if you all want to hear it, I'll post a report of it... and if you don't want to hear about it, too bad because I'm posting a report

 

yay

 

i <3 reports
and writer: I feel like I get congested too, but whenever I try to clear it out there is nothing there

 

oh floyd =]

the early psychedellic stuff?

 

Absolutely! Do tell

As for LSD v Sporey things, I'd go shrooms anyday. There's a much better chance of just getting shrooms rather than hoping the acid came from a good lab.

 

i just had my 1st experience with shrooms... & my 1st experience tripping in general & it was amazing.

 

Alright, I am finally ready to post a report for this fabulous trip, without further ado:

Like I said before, it was Wednesday night when my friend came in my apartment notifying me of (and showing me) the ounce of mushrooms he had obtained from a friend he knows in downtown Saginaw. Then two days later, he asks me if I wanted to go camping with him and I accepted.

We (my good friend, a friend of his who hooked up the deal, and my friend's girlfriend) left our apartments at about 5:00 and expected to arrive at the campsite at around 7:00-7:30. However, we (well really my friend's girlfriend who was driving and who I am not particularly fond of) made some huge navigation errors and we didn't get there until 9:00! This kind of upset me because I would have liked a little more daylight for the trip, but whatever, I would soon find out that it was of no importance.

We got to the campsite, quickly set up the tent, got a fire built and proceeded to eat our spoils. We were each taking an 8th except my friend's girlfriend who was eating 5 grams because she has a high threshold for psychedelics, and has apparently never been able to actually trip, even after eating an 8th of shrooms before. Everybody else there complained of how bad the taste was and had to eat them with chips, peanut butter or whatever. I found the taste to be fine though and only used my orange juice as a beverage to wash down the shrooms. We eat about half of our doses and wait for the trip to start.

We had been listening to music for about half an hour and I began feeling funny. I was starting to see tracers from my friend's cigarette as he lifted it to his mouth. At about the one hour mark I am unable to hold back laughter and am absolutely fascinated with the fire. The glowing red embers swelled, and when I turned to look at my friends' faces they were morphing and shifting. As we had discussed before, we then ate the other half of our 8th and waited for the full onslaught.

The campsite we were on had two lakes nearby, only seperated by a small sandbar, so we decided it would be a good idea to make our ways down and enjoy the full moon on the lake. First we put on glowstick bracelets and necklaces brought up by my friend's girlfriend. I imagine we looked very strange to other campers, but I had no worries, I felt absolutely great and extremely happy. The journey to the twin lakes seemed to have taken 10-20 minutes, but in reality was probably about 5 minutes. I remember looking through the trees and seeing the branches morph to temporarily hide the beautiful full moon; so far I was enjoying myself very much.

We arrive at the lakes and I am starting to really feel it, the glass smooth water was like a ballroom dancefloor for the light of the moon. We had been down at the lakes for about 10 minutes when all of a sudden a late night booze cruise came by and got stuck on the sandbar between the lakes. I couldn't really see them in the darkness, only heard them, but I remembered not caring at all that they were there. We all even offered to help them out, but they insisted they were fine. I just remember laughing at these people, who were probably extremely drunk, making their children push the boat off the sand bar. They were soon on their way, we bid them farewell and had the area to ourselves again. We stayed for about a half our longer, dancing in the moonlight and laughing at the ridiculous comments we were starting to make, before returning to the campsite to smoke a bowl of some good chronic my friend had brought up. We smoked up and everybody reported how they were feeling.

For ease of reading I am ending this post and putting the rest of the report in another post!

 

Here's part 2:

I of course was in a great state and could feel it getting more intense by the minute, my friend and his friend were feeling similar, but his girlfriend was (surprise!) not feeling anything. She hadn't eaten even a full 8th, but I still thought that she should have felt something by then. So we told her to eat the rest of her shrooms, but she refused saying that it would just be a waste and that she would probably throw them up anyway, so she gave us the rest of her stuff which was probably about 2 grams between the three of us. I was so happy to be getting more! We ate them and sat around the fire, it was about 11:00 and all the other campers were starting to go to sleep, which was a surprise to me because in my camping experiences, everybody around would usually stay up partying for a long time. Now having the campsite to ourselves, we each decided to take seperate walks around the campsite.

I walked barefoot, I was not very fond of shoes, socks, or even my clothes for that matter, but thought stripping down entirely would be inappropriate. I walked around laughing to myself listening to the coyotes and remember only being able to think about the time before we had eaten the mushrooms, when we were talking about doing it, and what it really meant to be tripping. I came to the conclusion that even with how experienced we all were with psychedelics, none of us knew what it was like to be tripping until that moment, the moment of actually tripping. In sobriety, even an experienced tripper can never really know what it was like to be on a trip. That was my thought at least.

We re-joined and each explained our walks and continued to talk nonsense. Although to me it wasn't really nonsense, it felt like I knew what everybody was going to say about 5 minutes before they actually said it, and prepared my response before they even said what they had to say. It was a very strange feeling to say the least. We then decided to head back down to the lakes and continue playing and acting childishly.

When we returned to the lakes I remembered the show The Universe on the History Channel, particularly the episode about the theory of a multiverse; multiple universes occuring in parallel dimensions. I remembered the theory saying that in each universe, the situation that was happening at hand, was happening in every parallel universe in every possible way the scenario could happen. I felt like my spirit was cycling through all of these universes and taking a little bit of what was happening in each of them and bringing it up to my fellow trippers. They seemed to agree with me, and I then explained to them, that the moments when we were laughing hysterically because we knew EXACTLY what the other person was going to say, were moments when we overlapped while cycling through the same alternate universe. The sudden moment of realization I called it, the "A-ha moment." This just made us all laugh more and we came to the conclusion that we should throw our glowsticks in the water. The floating glowsticks didn't look as if they were submerged in water at all, but instead just floating in space, we made up a game of throwing our glowsticks at one another so we wouldn't have to go retrieve them ourselves. Definitely a fun time.

At this time, about 4 hours had elapsed and I was coming down a little, but also getting strong surges of (I guess you would call it) psychedelia every so often; probably from the 2 grams we had split. We decided it would be a good idea to head back for the night as it was about 2:00. On the way back, we saw an overgrown root from a tree and looked at it for a while. For some reason I thought I was on the forest moon of Endor from Star Wars: Return of the Jedi. I remember yelling out to my friends to keep an eye open for ewoks and them returning my reference with more Star Wars quotes. We finally got back and started to get our sleeping bags and tent ready to be slept in; this just meant we smoked another bowl and set up iPod speakers. The music that was played was not an album, but a playlist which I was a little upset with. I was looking forward to listening to an album in its entirety, but I guess I was the minority in that vein of thought, so I sat back and listened to what was playing. I slowly lost focus of the music and kept coming back to thinking of how I was going to explain this to people. I knew I was going to be asked and that my trip was dwindling, so I tried describing my thoughts to myself and slowly drifted into sleep.

I awoke renewed and befuddled about the night before. My friend and I are so much closer now and I would relate this to my first acid (and first in general) trip in terms of how good it was. It was different in that it was more cyclical themed and more visually appealing. There's no way to say which was better or worse though. I just hope that I have a trip with my friend again, but next time with more people I am already close friends with because I really love the sense of companionship with close friends.

Well ladies and gentlemen, I hope you enjoyed reading this, because I certainly enjoyed experiencing it. And if anybody here reading this hasn't eaten mushrooms, I suggest you do with close friends. I certainly enjoyed myself; life-changing experience!

 

Exellant read, thanks for posting it up .. im just preparing myself for this season to start, only a few weeks to go and it will be harvesting time ..

I only tripped once last season, but still like to collect " just incase " then ive got some there for as and when i fancy taking off ..

Glad to hear you had a good time ..

 

lucky! my first shroom experience was the best experience of my life, except for the 20 minutes i bugged out because i realized fasting for 24 hours previous might not have been a good idea.