Today was fucking insane. So we all went to the Ridge today, and each of us dosed a few, then started hiking. Once we got to a gate, we sat down and had a nice long session. That was about the time the wavies and mild color alterations began. We then began exploring, laughing hysterically as the rediculocity piled on. Oh, look at how the clouds dance and spit color all over!! We find a bench, time for another session. We make speakerphone with a friend for a time. We then are called upon to meet up with the Park and the other one a little ways down the trail. We do that. Cheering. Laughing. Oh Shit! I think I'm losing my mind..... We sit under a tree, with much glee and little sense. Then it got dark. We decided at this point it was best to return to Rusty. But on the way back confuzery ensued. Where are we? How did we get here? Why is it so dark? Oh shit, oh shit!!! The Phark begins to panic. It's this way, no that! It's up or it's down, but is just so dark now! (We're wondering how we got so turned around.) This goes on for a bit. We must then calm the Phark. The Phark is having a Big Showdown of the spirit, the demons are laying claim to him and we must guide him through. Reassurance, happy thoughts help us through the scariest bit. We get quite far before we doubt ourselves, but oh, how we doubt ourselves. No! Not this again! Just when all seems lost, two nightly hikers were walking past, seeming confused and entertained by our presence. We then found our car, and went back into town where we once again had a session, after which was Safe Couch, then yet another session. Then it was bedtime. Off to their houses go the two friends and my love, back to the house to reflect on the day's events......