Blazed during the mission trip!
Well last summer (July 2002) I was a participant on a mission trip, from Florida, to Wyoming. We were on the Wind River Indian Reservation for the Arapaho and Shosone Tribes. This mission trip was for kids just in high school, so needless to say we were forbidden from smoking, so I couldn't bring cigs with me, and I definitely wasn't going to bring a sack on a church trip, especially when flying was involved. So being incredibly bummed I wasn't go to be able to smoke any of my buds for 2 long weeks, I set out for Wyoming. We get there, and smoking is all I can think about, and we are 100 miles from no where, and no place to find some decent green. About 10 of us "kids" and one chaperone one day decide to go on an outing, trout fishing up in the mountains. After a grueling 2 mile hike (Im from florida, i never hike) we get to a nice crystal clear mountain pool, me and a friend! decide to screw the fishing, and stay behind and swim awhile.
Filling this pool is an amazing waterfall, that is cascading off of a granite cliff, about 30-35 feet high. After a few minutes, I decided to walk up to the top of the waterfall, and it was relatively flat, and the granite was slick and smooth. So being a bit insane, I decide Im going to sit at the top of this waterfall, and slide down the waterfall, and then fall into the pool. I slid down about 25 feet of slick granite, shot off the cliff, and fell the 30 or so feet into the pool. It was purely amazing, better than any water park in florida, and no lines (only bad thing, the water was like 50 friggin degrees).Some guys had wandered up the trail, and I talked them into sliding down, they too thought it was awesome. So I go back to the top of the waterfall to find a different slide spot, another pool maybe, but didnt find one, and suddenly, the sweet, beautiful smell of bud flew passed my nose. I say to my friend, very loudly, i just smelled some weed! So we walk a little farther, and I see those 2 guys lighting up a pipe. They started laughing when they heard me, and when i got closer they offer to smoke me out, a dream come true!
It was some potent bud, and although I'm not sure if its true, I've heard you get more backed in higher altitudes. I was the most blazed I've probably ever been, looking at all the mountains, and sliding down the waterfall while baked, was simply amazing.
I eventually hiked back alone, and not used to seeing mountains I was just totally enraptured in the scenery I was experiencing, and it was the greatest high I've ever had. The rest of the trip I was without green, but that one time in the mountains was enough to hold me over until I got home to Florida. I couldn't thank those generous guys from Wyoming enough, for giving me that experience, especially while on a missions trip! Sometime the Lord's work is beautiful, and undoubtedly, it was, especiall! y with the help of my favorite plant. My church friends were all so jealous, but it left me with the best smoking memory EVER!
~B
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Well last summer (July 2002) I was a participant on a mission trip, from Florida, to Wyoming. We were on the Wind River Indian Reservation for the Arapaho and Shosone Tribes. This mission trip was for kids just in high school, so needless to say we were forbidden from smoking, so I couldn't bring cigs with me, and I definitely wasn't going to bring a sack on a church trip, especially when flying was involved. So being incredibly bummed I wasn't go to be able to smoke any of my buds for 2 long weeks, I set out for Wyoming. We get there, and smoking is all I can think about, and we are 100 miles from no where, and no place to find some decent green. About 10 of us "kids" and one chaperone one day decide to go on an outing, trout fishing up in the mountains. After a grueling 2 mile hike (Im from florida, i never hike) we get to a nice crystal clear mountain pool, me and a friend! decide to screw the fishing, and stay behind and swim awhile.
Filling this pool is an amazing waterfall, that is cascading off of a granite cliff, about 30-35 feet high. After a few minutes, I decided to walk up to the top of the waterfall, and it was relatively flat, and the granite was slick and smooth. So being a bit insane, I decide Im going to sit at the top of this waterfall, and slide down the waterfall, and then fall into the pool. I slid down about 25 feet of slick granite, shot off the cliff, and fell the 30 or so feet into the pool. It was purely amazing, better than any water park in florida, and no lines (only bad thing, the water was like 50 friggin degrees).Some guys had wandered up the trail, and I talked them into sliding down, they too thought it was awesome. So I go back to the top of the waterfall to find a different slide spot, another pool maybe, but didnt find one, and suddenly, the sweet, beautiful smell of bud flew passed my nose. I say to my friend, very loudly, i just smelled some weed! So we walk a little farther, and I see those 2 guys lighting up a pipe. They started laughing when they heard me, and when i got closer they offer to smoke me out, a dream come true!
It was some potent bud, and although I'm not sure if its true, I've heard you get more backed in higher altitudes. I was the most blazed I've probably ever been, looking at all the mountains, and sliding down the waterfall while baked, was simply amazing.
I eventually hiked back alone, and not used to seeing mountains I was just totally enraptured in the scenery I was experiencing, and it was the greatest high I've ever had. The rest of the trip I was without green, but that one time in the mountains was enough to hold me over until I got home to Florida. I couldn't thank those generous guys from Wyoming enough, for giving me that experience, especially while on a missions trip! Sometime the Lord's work is beautiful, and undoubtedly, it was, especiall! y with the help of my favorite plant. My church friends were all so jealous, but it left me with the best smoking memory EVER!
~B
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