well due to a lack of fuel in the car and the onset of pissing rain, we talked ourselves out of making the journey down the peninsula
but sunday morning we got up and decided a stroll accross dartmoor would be fun in the rain 😉
i dropped a blue one after a healthy breakfast and got in the car
after a 40 minute drive we arrived. I hadn’t noticed anything while driving (guess I was concentrating on the road) but when I got out of the car i felt a little light headed, nice
i rolled a small joint and once we had got our shit out of the car we set off
i had plenty of energy for walking… nothing strange there as i hadn’t been out the night before
the scenery is beautiful, but seemed especially so, although that could have been the spliff
after another hour or so i was definately feeling something. none of the emotional connection I associate with E, but the shadows from the clouds accross the moor, the purple heather and even the sheep shit took on a new dimension, visually. I had energy, but if we stopped to rest and take in the view I didn’t feel twitchy at all (like I do with some other stimulants… the ned to keep on the move)
the rain turned from light drizzle to rain as we got to a wood.. the trees there are dwarf oaks, hundreds of years old, and famously inspired tolkein
standing in the rain, staring into the lichen-drenched trees, i started getting wet
we charged up the hill from the woods to the tor at the top of hill through some thick undergrowth… the exertion felt good in my heart, but my lungs were feeling a bit liquid, like i couldn’t really get enough of the clean moor air
when we reached the top I almost feel the chemical in my veins… or muscles. there was a slight burning sensation… mybe from tensing without noticing, or mild cramping, especially in my forearms and shoulders
at the top of the valley I found a samll cave in the tor and we sat and ate grapes, ginger biscuits and drank some tea
the view was amazing and i had some mild distortions of colour and flickers around the edges of my visions, slight tracers of the end of my joint
after this (about two and half hours after dropping) we started walking back
I was with some friends (who didn’t know I had taken anything, tho I would have told them if they’d noticed). I found conversation felt ‘different’. I’m naturally quite chatty with people I like, but I didn’t really feel the need to talk, altough I hadn’t sen these friends for a few weeks and had been looking forward to catching up earlier on. conversation felt a little sloppy and I started to feel self concious that they would think I was a bit off with them, although on reflection,they probably thought I had smoked more spliffs than I had
I was having some pleasant trains of thought dominating my mind, mostly reflecting on my life quite a few years ago and had to make an effort to keep conversation going with my friends
we got back to the car quite quickly, in reality, although it seemed to take a long time to me . my legs and arms had an aching / burning sensation. this was not a long walk for me, so I think it was the pill
my wife drove back and i put on an old Whirl Y Gig tape and love the chilled music and the view accross the more. for a few minutes, i could almost have been hoodwinked into thinking this was e
we stopped for a pint in a remote pub and I sat looking into the fire, with a glass of cider, drying off. this was also a good moment, feeling reflective, relaxed, open, but quite unintelligent somehow… my mind felt sloppy
byt rhe time we got back to town (almost 5 hours after dropping) I felt the remaining effects a bit annoying… minor self conciousness and muscular discomfort
pleasant ut not amazing. little emotional content, but some nice visuals
5/10
