Camping under the sycamore trees in a peaceful and relatively quiet area at the gathering of the vibes, it didn't take long to locate some LSD. While smoking a bowl with the neighbor on one side, the neighbor on the other side stopped by to offer LSD and molly. I was told it was 125ug, and to take 3 to be "good". I grumbled a little that if it was really 125ug then one would probably be enough, but was happy to not have to look around any further that night. The vibes is a yearly escape for me where you camp with thousands of like minded people and other freaks in a separate society of psychedelics, jam bands, peace, and crazy psychedelic music. It's a time to get in touch with what's important in life and live life to it's fullest. About 5:30PM I took one hit to get an idea of what they were like. I still had youngsters around who were leaving at about 9, so I thought I'd play it safe and get an idea for the potency. I let my wife know what was up and ate one hit of the nicely perforated doses. It didn't take long to realize they were decent and was tripping soon later. Once the come up was over, it seemed easy to deal with and made the dancing and fooling around with the kids more fun. As it started getting late, I began to encourage the wife and kids to take off and initiated their exit. I felt a little weird like I was pushing them out the door, but the kids had had it, and were ready for bed, so it was time. I decided the weirdness was just the acid causing me to over-analyze. By the time they were off to the hotel, it was approaching 10PM so I quickly took 2 more hits. My state of mind began to shift quickly. I felt the force of a real acid trip coming on and was happy with anticipation. I tried texting a few times to see if checkin into the hotel went okay, and after getting no response, called at about 10:30PM. The conversation was so calming and peaceful. They were in bed, the kids asleep, and I was heading off on my journey. Furthur was playing, and putting on a great show. I moved through the crowd quickly getting different views of the huge screen and the stage, and getting a feel for the crowd. The music reminded me of Brent Mydland and the old days of touring with the dead. (Picaso Moon, Eyes of the World, etc.) I kept hearing things in the music. I was sure they were playing certain songs and just leaving out Jerry's part, as a display of his absence. It was his birthday the next day, and the festival started the year after his death, so I'm sure it meant a lot to them. The moon was so beautiful during pacaso moon.....I couldn't believe it looked like most people didn't even see it. The crowd was interesting to feel. Towards stage left, with more beer booths, the crowd was more unruly and definitely affected by the booze. The opposite side seemed more rave like and younger. I was in touch with the crowd and quickly picked up on the feel of different groups and individuals. I took a trip back the the campsite ( I think between sets) and met up with my neighbors to smoke some weed. They were exceedingly happy with me because I kept giving them mushrooms I had taken with me. It was pretty late, like 11:30, and they mentioned wanting more mushrooms. I was kind of confused that they'd want them that late after already tripping all night, and I must have asked them both a few times, "You guys want more shrooms to _eat_ _tonight_?" and then I finally got the point and got them a little more. It was funny talking with them....I felt so animated and excited about the show. I was trying to describe to them about how the screen was so cool with liquid metal like quality. There were two huge banners with patterns on them next to the screen and they kept getting incorporated into the patterns on the screen. I wasn't sure if it was all planned or just a coincidence (it was a coincidence). The scene was so different at the camp site. Calm, peaceful trees.....mellow people. At the show, flashing lights, people dancing. I kept getting that familiar acid side effect of feeling like I'm losing everything. I keep checking for my bag of weed, keys, etc. It's all part of the fun though. I'm just having a blast. Any feeling of uneasiness was gone. I was in my tripping zone. I was above any uneasiness and felt peaceful with everything and anything that might happen. I definitely had no trouble communicating. Back at the show for a while. Moving through the crowds. Walking around the vendor areas and seeing people. Bumming cigarettes and loving every minute of them. Going to the rocky shore and watching the water and people wading in the water. The moon is fantastic. Back again at the tent. Mix Master Mike is now playing the late night show and I'm hanging with the neighbors again. They are so kind, putting up with my excitement. They are tripping too, but not as much as the night before when they first tried the mushrooms. They are telling me about how amazed they were. They split a 4.1gm bag of powder I gave them....said it was amazing...and then all of the sudden everything exploded and they both had experiences like never before. I'm so happy. I venture out to see Mix Master Mike. Wow..... The samples and shit he's doing is totally for this crowed. Boxing your audio receptors into a corner and then releasing. There's some hendrix....what was that...old beatles....the crowd is bouncing and slithering to the beats. This guy is having so much fun. It's getting late, approaching 3AM. I was getting tired even though I was still tripping, and took a slow walk around by the water checking out the late night scene. Eventually heading back to the tent one last time and smoking large quantities of weed until I fell asleep. It was a great weekend, and I tripped like I haven't in years. The next night Primus played and Les Claypool did his thing, getting the crowd crazy. Everybody loved him. I only took 2 hits that night and was sorry I didn't go all out. It was a great time, and will be with me for a long time.
I'm dropping 5 buddahs after I pay the entrance fee this weekend at a fest I am going to. I'm sure preparing the tent will be fun. Fests are like nothing else and its a weekend to get away from what reality is and go to what reality should be. Glad you had a wonderful time.
sounds like fun brothaman. the furthur show at vibes was a thing of beauty... dont worry, we saw the moon
i was there too man sounds like a good time...almost everytime they said moon i was looking back at the moon, it was such a beautiful night
That's cool that you saw the moon. I was in family camping, which turned out to be awesome. It was so close and there was a lot of shade from the trees. It was such good weather too. Everything was perfect this year.
i was there also...and also was tripping balls during furthur, they put on a great show....plenty of good L floating around
Man you guys that went to vibes had an amazing Furthur setlist! Wish I could have been there, glad you had a kick ass time.
Terrapin...man...it was fucking awesome. (A really good scene this time. They really did seem to stop the nitrous this time. I'm not that against nitrous, but the stuff that comes with it is not good for the vibes.)
vibes is fucking awesome. yearly retreat for me as well ! theres nothing like tripping at a festival out in the sun. It's got such a positive beautiful feel
I saw them at All Good and I heard my first live Terrapin in person....aaahhh it was beautiful. Here is a thread I mad about that show: http://www.hipforums.com/newforums/showthread.php?t=404306 Same experience at All Good, no nitrous mafia types at all there this year. Glad to finally see an effort to clean up the scene.
i dropped some acid at a festival too - this past weekend. i introduced my brother to lucy as well, and they got along nicely. we were peaking late afternoon on a sunny day, camping in the woods, by a lake. the bands were playing in an open yard area. one played some pink floyd covers which was AWESOME. good thing i brought my own though, because most of the acid there was bunk. there was a "mushroom gang" though aggressively pushing mushrooms. and i heard what i think was a nitrous tank hissing several times.
