Originally Posted by
caderader
I was up in Telluride at Mountain Lodge last year. Got to talking to a local guy in the hot tub and it turned out that he knew the local jam/rock band that was going to play at the View restaurant that night. He encouraged me and my group to come hear them. I was the only one that came later and he and I got to chatting over a few drinks (mezcal for me). After a while I guess I had proved that even though I was a tourist I wasn't a complete touron. He pulled out a rather large bag of some good looking shrooms and gave me a handful. I ate some and the show, already impressive, quickly became something else entirely. I could feel the music around me. The "light show", some guy spinning clear chinet plates with food coloring on an overhead projector became really intense with colors floating in the air around me. A little later the guy showed me a little staircase that led to the balcony over looking the band. He handed me another handful of the shrooms. And then after standing tripping together for what felt like another hour but was probably just a few minutes he handed me the whole zip and insisted I try a small dose while skiing the next day. A few more mezcals later the show was over and I was back in my condo still tripping balls while me buddies slept. Soon mezcal room spin (something I hadn't felt in YEARS) combined with the shrooms and I was filling up the tiny bathroom sink with my dinner and everything else I had eaten for the last 6 months.
The next morning I was in a rough state but after a slow start made it onto the mountain and ate a small dose of shrooms, just enough that after an hour or so everything seemed magical, snow glistened and the wind sounded so cool but I wasn't having strong visuals or otherwise feeling disoriented. So, after a bit, when I heard Palmyra was open (the first time in my 3 trips to TRide) I decided to go for it. The climb was sketch in alpine soled ski boots and skis over shoulder. The slight *shine* from the trip made it feel like I was on a very important pilgrimage and I imagined some crazy shit. Eventually skiing down Seniors was a near religious experience and I was ready to cry from happiness skiing soft turns in Palmyra basin. I wouldn't say it was life changing but it was definitely a moment I'll remember for a long time.
Another time in college I tripped by myself watching King of the Hill. In the episode Cotton tries to steal Gen. Santa Anna's prosthetic leg from a museum to exchange for his driver's license...I was convinced I was tripping the whole episode and just shook my head incredulously till the next morning when I looked it up and found out that it's a real episode...wtf lol