TheMoostafian
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Has anyone else tried this? What was your experience like?
A friend and I both ate about 4g on an insane pow day last year and it was one of the best days of my whole life. The feeling of skiing steep pow lines on mushrooms is something I could only describe as perfect, because I can’t think of a better word. Everything just came together flawlessly. I won’t get too deep into the hippy-dippy shit, but it definitely gave me a new perspective on skiing.
I know everyone has heard some dummy say, “Bruh, I ski way better when I’m drunk/high, bruh”, but I honestly believe I was better that day. Not that psilocybin made me any more talented or athletic, but I felt I wasn’t inhibited by fear or any other mental variables at all (which, I realize, could be a REALLY bad thing if you aren’t smart, aware of your ability and familiar with the terrain). Anyway, I decided to make this an annual tradition.
Just did it again this year and it was pretty cool, but crowded lift lines sort of sucked. Also, I split up from my friends to do a few tree runs and scared the shit out of myself in some gnarly terrain. Ultimately still had a great day but I realized how potentially dangerous it can be if you’re skiing alone in poor visibility - I’ll never do that again. After I met back up with my friends, the rest of the day was pretty awesome.
This isn’t something I’d want to do regularly, but I highly recommend it to anyone who is already comfortable on mushroom trips.
Next year I want to do it on a sunny day in the park or just ripping groomers.
A friend and I both ate about 4g on an insane pow day last year and it was one of the best days of my whole life. The feeling of skiing steep pow lines on mushrooms is something I could only describe as perfect, because I can’t think of a better word. Everything just came together flawlessly. I won’t get too deep into the hippy-dippy shit, but it definitely gave me a new perspective on skiing.
I know everyone has heard some dummy say, “Bruh, I ski way better when I’m drunk/high, bruh”, but I honestly believe I was better that day. Not that psilocybin made me any more talented or athletic, but I felt I wasn’t inhibited by fear or any other mental variables at all (which, I realize, could be a REALLY bad thing if you aren’t smart, aware of your ability and familiar with the terrain). Anyway, I decided to make this an annual tradition.
Just did it again this year and it was pretty cool, but crowded lift lines sort of sucked. Also, I split up from my friends to do a few tree runs and scared the shit out of myself in some gnarly terrain. Ultimately still had a great day but I realized how potentially dangerous it can be if you’re skiing alone in poor visibility - I’ll never do that again. After I met back up with my friends, the rest of the day was pretty awesome.
This isn’t something I’d want to do regularly, but I highly recommend it to anyone who is already comfortable on mushroom trips.
Next year I want to do it on a sunny day in the park or just ripping groomers.
