I tried to stay calm. I knew I was lost and what's worse, in no condition to make reasoned decisions.
Every step seems to take me further from camp.
I decided to stop and rest by a fir tree situated beside a monolith of granite slab.
Granite slabs were pretty common in the area, actually..
I had a bottle of water and a hand drum, but no light.
It was now very dark...
It was cold. I remember pushing my back hard against the soft bark of the fir tree, almost in attempt to cuddle it for warmth.
Obviously, (due to the LSD) I would not be sleeping this night.
I resigned myself to stay where I was until morning, confident that the light of day would help me find my path.
I was situated on a hill, which sloped downward in front of me. I could make out the next hill that formed and rose from the bottom of the hill I was on.
It seemed to be miles from my position, but the moon illuminated enough of the landscape that after .y eyes adjusted, I could even see the trees on that far hillside...
The night dragged on and the LSD thoroughly reached its peak.
I could hear the drums my friends were playing far in the distance, but I dare not leave in search of the rhythm. Occasionally I would attempt to join the beat with my own drum, but it was obvious to me that they couldn't hear my calls and responses.
I felt incredibly alone.
The lands were writhing in colored streaks, swirling and vibrating with pinks and greens. Still, I could see nothing around me. The only thing I could focus my vision on was the hillside in the distance, now spectacularly brightened by the moon...
At one point, I decided I had enough. I would concentrate on th hill in front of me and force the sun to rise over its forested top.
I raised my hand. I pointed. I was confident that I had the power to manifest my own illusions.
As my outstretched hand reached toward the top of the hill, I saw a light appear - afaint glow that quickly brightened as I continued an upward motion with my arm!
This couldn't be real! I became frightened and pulled my arm back.
At that moment, the light manifested as car headlights. There must have been a road at the top of the hill... but I wasn't convinced that I hadn't created this illusion to justify my fears...
After a while I decided I would try again.
I raised my arm and pointed...
Like magic, a faint glow again brightened before my eyes!!!
That's impossible, I thought. Again I dropped my arm and again the light tool shape as 2 distinct headlights from another vehicle turning into my view...
Well. The morning did finally come. The sun rose from a different direction than I was staring. I made my way back to camp, which was surprisingly close to where I had stopped for the night.
My friends were happy to see me. We made breakfast and coffee a d packed our tents, mine never used.
I stayed quiet all the way home. To this day I have never shared this story.
Thanks for listening.
Incredible yet terrifying story. Thanks for sharing.
