That last part sounds awesome

(berk, Thu 4 Nov 2010, 10:01, 1 reply, 15 years ago)

it really was
part of one of the best weeks of my life.

was at Roskilde Festival in Denmark with about 20 friends. We only encountered 2 other English people all week and spent almost every day on mushrooms and chain smoking spliffs.

It was fabulous. The drugs over there were amazing. Had 4 mushroom stalks the first day and I am actually concerned that I will never get that high again it was so good. The shrooms were outrageously strong.
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Thu 4 Nov 2010, 10:05, Reply)

Never had shrooms
or indeed most drugs bar weed more than once or twice.
(berk, Thu 4 Nov 2010, 10:07, Reply)

Shrooms are best had out in the country
in the sun.

Most of my experiences have been amazing, but the last one was shit. I got paranoid (which I blame on my mates), bored if you can believe it, and the best part of the night was when I blacked out while smoking a joint and staring at the sky. I totally tripped out, fell over and hit my face. I also landed in a plant pot and got water all over me so I got paranoid it would make me piss myself.
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Thu 4 Nov 2010, 10:13, Reply)

Couldn't agree more about the outdoor aspect
Most of my shroom experience have been indoors, at night, with music or films to trip out on. This is all well and good and has spawned some incredible evenings. Particularly watching the Monkees film, Head then straight onto Koyaanisqatsi.

However, being out in the sun, is simply overwhelming. Clouds in particular are something of a life changing experience, and trees, and fields and whatever else happens to be about.

The best experience I have had on shrooms was in the lake District and my pal took me to Wasdale, and we sat across from the monumental scree slopes and totally tripped right out. To the point where I began to freak out I was getting so high. The multilayered clouds would explode into impossible fractals everytime I glanced at them and the rough sand we were sitting on, and which I was pouring from hand to hand was transforming into glowing multifaceted jewels, every single one I could see in perfect detail, despite their tiny size.

Double thumbs up, what a day!
(Cancer Joy was short lived, Thu 4 Nov 2010, 10:33, Reply)

that's the sort of thing I love
sounds excellent.

I recall sitting outside the dance tent at Roskilde feeling like the bass was an enormous creature approaching from behind me.

Every time I shut my eyes I'd see this vivid orange colour and start feeling like I was accelerating until I was racing forwards at incredible speed. Then the colours would start cycling and it'd seem like I was caning it over this weird landscape just made of colour.
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Thu 4 Nov 2010, 10:37, Reply)

Bass monsters ftw

(Cancer Joy was short lived, Thu 4 Nov 2010, 10:38, Reply)