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Ricky D
Trad climber
Sierra Westside
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Jun 16, 2013 - 10:52pm PT
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Used to hang with the hippies who lived in the Victorian houses on Poli Street in Ventura back in the day. Pure, clean, real Owsley now and then - very T. Leary - all about "set and setting". Lot of Indian print bedspreads from Pier I and Boston ferns in macrame hangers.
Weirdest dare was dropping blotter after being told that our company was shutting down. We made low-cost crappy sound mixers for garage bands and the owner's wife skipped town with the checkbook and one of our engineers. To get home, I had to drive down the Conejo Grade at rush hour on a early sundown winter's night - still remember the pulsing taillights samba rhythm to this day.
Now shrooms are a class all their own - used to room with a bunch of surfers in the Valley and one of the guys ran a full clean room nursery in the garage - pressure cookers, brown rice, sterilizers and a sh#t ton of Mason jars. Spores Galore I tells ya!
The wife and I mixed up some shroomy tea and spent one Christmas Eve laying buck-nekkid on a sheep skin rug under a 14 foot tree covered with strobing mini-lights, wearing 3d glasses from some theater showing and giggling for hours.
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McHale's Navy
Trad climber
From Panorama City, CA
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Jun 16, 2013 - 10:54pm PT
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What a great thread. I've done my share but didn't start till I was about 29 and that was mushrooms - about 1980. Last acid may have been about 1995. Never did all that much - it was more experimental than recreational - fascinating stuff it is! More than anything it cleared my head. That was the 'feeling' - of clearness, no vibrations, or something. Anyway, I quit wearing glasses after acid. I used to not be able to read freeway exit signs in time to get off the freeway, especially at night, without glasses. I stomped my glasses into the ground one day around 1983. One of my biggest fears for years was maybe losing what I gained in eyesight somehow. I still don't wear glasses or use contacts. I am still amazed at how clear those exit signs are! Essentially what seeing is is done by the brain and you have to get all your sh#t out of the way. The eyes simply focus attention and you let the brain soak it up. I suppose the brain and eyes have to be relaxed at the same time. You have to be able to chew gum and walk at the same time. If I'm uptight and not seeing well, I go in there (inside my brain) and relax it - just let it go, my brain goes snap, crackle, and pop, and I can see again. It's as simple as that. Yeah, I liked Rice Crispies too.
Here's an experiment for those that have done the goods. I enjoy looking at those 3D stereogram posters. I wonder if people that have done psychedelics find them easier to do than people that have not done LSD etc. In fact, the Magic Eye 3D company has a book on improving vision. I find that looking at the images brings my mind to a relaxed state if it is not already there. Here is a link to one image. I don't really have to try to see them - they happen as soon as they hit the screen pretty much - after I'm warmed up. There are plenty of others out there;
http://www.ied.edu.hk/has/vrdemo/rds/donut.gif
I can certainly say much more about my psychedelic experiences! One of the big things was seeing how what we call time is not linear. It's very difficult to describe and many times I'm happy just to remember that I experienced it. One way to see it is in realizing that everything that happens in the world happens at the exact same moment and the moment is something else again! Geez, I sound high, but that's the reality of this thread. Doing LSD was one of the most important things I ever did. If I did it when I was younger I may have never climbed El Cap and I may have spent more time in school, but whatever, Reality is one very Grandiose thing! Viva the Universe!
I don't follow the research but it gives me hope just to see that it's happening. These drugs saved our world and generation. Here's something I grabbed off the net;
http://www.maps.org/research/
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guido
Trad climber
Santa Cruz/New Zealand/South Pacific
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Mar 20, 2017 - 04:09pm PT
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We are currently setting up a new digital press but in the meantime at www.patentwear.com you can check out this shirt.
We had about 10 dozen in stock but Donini cleaned us out!
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feralfae
Boulder climber
in the midst of a metaphysical mystery
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Mar 20, 2017 - 05:15pm PT
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I am wondering if this is something I would want to try. I was deprived: people never offered drugs to me. I have tried smoking one type of vegetation and have ingested one type of mushroom. I am fascinated by the descriptions of consciousness, intentional exploration of the mind, and delightful adventures people seem to be experiencing. This is a most interesting discussion. Thank you.
I got off crutches today from the broken tibia from the Tundra.
Life is good. We are expecting snow.
ff
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donini
Trad climber
Ouray, Colorado
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Mar 20, 2017 - 05:26pm PT
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If you do LSD you won't stay LDS.
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feralfae
Boulder climber
in the midst of a metaphysical mystery
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Mar 20, 2017 - 06:01pm PT
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LOL, Donini
So . . .
Do you mean some LSD might cause them to convert?
ff
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skitch
Gym climber
Bend Or
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Mar 20, 2017 - 06:07pm PT
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I've wanted to try mushrooms for a while now, but I don't even know how to source them. I've seen kits online where you can buy the growing media, and order the spores in a syringe from somewhere else, but I'm worried about legal issues.
I've always felt like an outsider to this world with no feelings of being connected to humanity, but I've read that a lot of people get a strong, lasting feeling of being part of this world when they trip on shrooms. I am skeptical that my brain could ever have the "switch flipped" so that I feel more connected to other humans, but I'd like to give it a go. I spend a lot of time watching how people interact with each other and try to figure out what makes people friends with each other, but when I try to duplicate those type of interactions I come across as fake and needy. When I act like myself around people I just offend them. Maybe the problem is that I don't view myself in the same way that others view me.
Do any of you know of anyone that radically changed (positively or otherwise) from a trip?
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feralfae
Boulder climber
in the midst of a metaphysical mystery
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Mar 20, 2017 - 06:16pm PT
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Maybe you just need to take a class in social graces? Just a thought.
Or you could do some research. There are excellent sources of information in many publications on harvesting, identifying, and storing mushrooms of all types.
Best Wishes with your wishes.
ff
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Gary
Social climber
Desolation Basin, Calif.
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Mar 20, 2017 - 06:25pm PT
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The first time that a square is told what it's really all about.
"How do you feel inside?"
"Inside? I don't have any inside."
"Is it all one?"
"It would be all one if...if you weren't here.. and if...if nobody else... Yes everything is one, you have nothing to do with it. I am one with what I am."
[Click to View YouTube Video]
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Russ Walling
Social climber
from Poofters Froth, Wyoming
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Mar 20, 2017 - 08:22pm PT
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donini
Trad climber
Ouray, Colorado
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Mar 20, 2017 - 09:17pm PT
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I did acid four or five times in the 70's, nothing since. Kind of fun, no bad trips but it sure killed the day for anything else.
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Russ Walling
Social climber
from Poofters Froth, Wyoming
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Mar 21, 2017 - 08:37am PT
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MikeL
Social climber
Southern Arizona
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Mar 21, 2017 - 08:50am PT
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Sure, lots. I lived in a house in Madison with 4 other people in the early 70s, and we’d have parties where we’d drop 2 or three times during the night. A friend of mine and I would do meditation (sitting), and other times a bottle or two of champagne.
I liked LSD because it was unpredictable, and I was into the challenge of learning how to jump into an abyss. The ramp up to the peak was what I looked forward to: the only way to deal with any apprehension was to let go, IMO. Once peaked, the experience became normal to me. I was an experience junkie, and I think that’s what also attracted me to so many oddities in my life (combat, later living and working on the wrong side of the tracks with low-lifes and people of the night, climbing, changing careers many times, and finally the initial exploration into spirituality).
I met friends in Seattle who know how to spot the magic mushrooms growing wild in the Northwest. They are lots all over the place. They’re into micro dosing, and I’ve learned that some mainline professionals (mathematicians, scientists, professionals) have claimed that micro-dosing is useful to unleash creativity in their work. I was asked to try it, and did about 2 years ago. I guess it was interesting, sort of like walking to an edge of a big cliff. I felt an expansiveness, but I didn’t feel high. Expansiveness is available to me at any time that I want it these days, so I don’t have needs in that respect.
With respect to all here, I think people (and well beyond simply climbers) are rather addicted to experiences. After a while, one starts to look at experience *as* experience. (But that probably belongs in another thread.)
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Russ Walling
Social climber
from Poofters Froth, Wyoming
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Mar 21, 2017 - 09:33am PT
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hahaha! Lockers vid is like Camp 4 in the 80's!
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donini
Trad climber
Ouray, Colorado
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Mar 21, 2017 - 10:28am PT
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Nice post Base.
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Psilocyborg
climber
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Mar 21, 2017 - 12:34pm PT
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Some misinformation in this thread. There was and still is plenty of LSD more pure than Sandoz. Techniques and technology have made this a reality.
LSD impurities are not active in amounts that can fit on blotter. However there is enough anecdotal evidence to suggest there is something else at work.
Sometime in the mid-2000's at an LSD symposium, someone brought an unopened vial of Sandoz LSD. It was ingested and participants said it was indistinguishable from normal street LSD.
I personally had many many LSD trips. I have shared some stories here in the past and I haven't had a full experience since 1999. I still think about what I experienced with LSD almost daily.
The way LSD interacts with the brain, there could be lots of factors involved with individual brain chemistry on any given day to produce different effects.
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Russ Walling
Social climber
from Poofters Froth, Wyoming
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Mar 21, 2017 - 03:11pm PT
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Mad69Dog
Ice climber
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Mar 21, 2017 - 06:00pm PT
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"Not that I would know, of course..."
Another post that makes this one of my fave Taco threads.
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Fritz
Social climber
Choss Creek, ID
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Mar 21, 2017 - 08:28pm PT
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It was certainly not the first winter ascent of 10,891 Ft. Boulder Peak, just north of Ketchum, Idaho. However, it may have been the first high on LSD, night-time winter ascent?
Stein Sitzmark & I discussed our memories of our March 1972 climb this week (2012). We agree that we left Ketchum after the bars closed at 1:00 A.M. and we arrived on the summit at sun-rise.
So----we closed out Whiskey-Jaques in Ketchum at 1:00 A.M. then drove about 12 miles north to a plowed parking spot at the mouth of Boulder Creek at around 6,600 ft. I recall that we ate LSD as we left our car & were putting on our skis, with the 1970 state of the art Silvretta Alpine Touring bindings, which were a long way removed from today’s AT bindings.
Yes! We were “very-high” even before we reached altitude, but it was a great ski-in on firm snow on a Full-Moon night in mid-March.
Stein brought along the “awesome” R T, who had been weaned on Cascade mountaineering. It is likely she could have thrown us each over a shoulder and made the summit while carrying our skinny-hippie selves.
It had been a low-snow winter, and March was warm. The snow was firm, and Stein & I wore crampons for much of the climb. My photo reveals R T did not have crampons, and with her experience: it is likely she did not need them for this route.
We were on the summit for sun-rise, and got down without incident. I do remember being very impressed by Stein skating with Alpine skis on the firm snow back to our vehicle. I next saw skiers skating in 1982.
We were back in Ketchum, mid-morning, but my reward for the “big-night” was a nose-cold as punishment for having too-much fun.
Ah! The excesses of youth well-spent.
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