Del Rio and Amistad with Tyler :: July 2002
A camping trip defined by man-made waters, and psychadelic drugs. Some of the most beautiful serene, natural images I've seen were intensified by a great shrooms trip. My little car stereo blasted the perfect music. Music for sunsets, and small waves rippling onto little fish in the chilly blueish-green waters of Amistad. Only the second lake I've swam in. This trip is etched into my memory because of the emotions, which were, of course, heightened by the drug. This was supposed to be a Big Bend trip, but I'm glad we settled at this exact spot.