Forest at Betws Mountain UK Tek 2005
I’d been tripping for a while, when the night drew in and darkness fell on Betwys Mountain. The ravers danced the evening away whilst stragglers wander about the countryside tripping over their own feet and performing amusing acrobatic acts without even realising. At this moment I got bored and being in the state I was decided to go for a stroll in the woods.
The darkness enveloped by senses as I wandered deeper and deeper into the forest, the faint boom of the main techno rig was still strong but tapering off amidst the buzz of the forest animals and insects. The moon was high in the sky and lit my way adequately, although at times I lost my footing I was remarkably calm for a guy in shorts and sandals wading though dense forest undergrowth half out of his mind on LSD with only the moonlight to guide me.
Walking over the soft ground I suddenly fell, the pine needle floor of the forest gave way and I found myself lying on the ground almost completely consumed by the forest floor. When alone, I'm usually scared of the dark, especially in the forest, but for some reason I wasn't at all bothered. My whole body was enveloped by tingly waves of emotion; the forest was speaking to me! I could feel all the insects creeping all over me, covering me, my face, legs, arms, body, everything! This should be freaking me out, I think to myself, but it's not, it's entirely a pleasant experience.
I lie there perfectly still for about half an hour when after a while it feels like I'm becoming part of the forest it's self, the movement of the insects and noises they make seem to speak to me, peaceful happy things they say, not in any language you can translate, everything seems peaceful, happy and perfect. Strange because the reality is I 'm lying in a damp ditch in a dark cold forest with insects and things crawling all over me.
After a while dreaming, I pick myself up, say thanks to the forest and wander out back to the thump, thump, whiz of the 100K techno rig.
Safe, Dr....