One of the best/worst star tripping experience I can say I had was on my secret trip to Area51.
It is incredible that Mike and I aren't dead right now out there. And no it wasn't because the local Camo Dudes where trying to drive over us in the morning after our long long long night. Did I say it was long... OMG was it long.
The trip was a great plan. Drive out into the middle of the Nevada Desert trying to locate Area51 and then pitch camp to see for ourselves if we could see all the weird flying things people report out there. Hmmmm.. Sounds innocent enough... Muuuwwhhhaaaaaa!!!! Packed the Jeep up and we headed out, with tons of beer, a huge 10" Telescope, an icechest of drugs so we could create our own UFO's if we needed to. Only thing was missing was Hunter S Thompson...wait..OMG...TOILET PAPER... We forgot the Toilet paper...Out in the middle of Rachael Nevada and no TP. Ended up getting some from a Sweet girl(evil laugh) from Oklahoma who wanted...well forget that...we ended up getting the TP, life was good again.
Drove out to find a spot to camp, but wait...this 4 lane FLAT dirt road that no one uses because the base doesn't exist has to go somewhere. So I stepped on the GAS...(Mike: GO BABY GO). SLAM on the breaks....WTF a stop sign in the middle of nowhere. We laugh and continue on passing the rest of them while flipping the bird to them.
After a long 12 miles on this road, we finally see a hill approaching. As we get close to the bend in the road, we spot them...yes them... The CAMO DUDES in WHITE JEEPS. I slow down and as we turn the bend we see it....Fear washed over me as I looked at it, all of them...The Sign's... DO NOT ENTER... So what do we do. We jump out with our camera's in our hands and go running to get closer pictures, then I see the wording on the one of the signs I am taking pictures of... No Photography Allowed... uh ohhh.. .Mike....Mike... ahh lets put the camera's away.
After a gracefull retreat we set up camp. Ahh nice camp. We eat some grub and pull out our Didges, and start pounding down the beers. Hmm what is that peice of paper on the bottle cap..Must be good, I decide to eat it....an hour later I start seeing flashes...and as I turn to look at Mike...he has a sinister look and smile all in one on his face. Gives me the thumbs up. .... woohoooo...but something is not right..I keep seeing flashes out of the side of my eye. We go outside and see something that sort of disturbs us.. Lightning in the very distant ranges. Time passes and as we start having more fun, it starts to get cold.... really cold. Then it hits. RAIN...Fucking rain in the middle of July and it is getting really cold...I start thinking of how many layers of TP would it take to keep me warm. No Jackets Nothing.
We ended up jumping from the tent to the car to turn on the heater back to the tent back to the car... almost sinking in mud, lighting so close and fierce that I couldn't see Mike 1 foot from my face...Scary.... about 2am it started to pass. I pulled out my Didge and started to play along with some music playing on Mike's Player. .... Got a little warmer and we then fell asleep. 4am or so.. Wake up needing to go pee really bad. Mike gets up and runs out into the darkness.. I get up and run out into the darkness... WOW LOOK AT ALL THE STARS...(not 2001 quote). We did our business but are now out in the desert in our underwear, Freezing our asses off just gazing at all the stars and how beautiful they are.... then it hits us... We are freezing and almost have a fight to see who can make it back into the tent for warmth. 6am... Hear a Car slowly going by with it's lights straight on our tent...Mike peeks out to see who it is... It's the CAMO DUDES.... Fuckers...let us get some sleep. LOL They drive off.
We rest a little more till the sun hits the tent, and then we get up. I grab a beer with a numb mind from all the fun we had and pop in Jim Morrison...Then I pull out my Combat Pistol(defense only) and start lining up the bottles of beer. Shoot off a couple rounds and put the thing away since with our luck the bullet would hit a wind current and land in the Camo Dudes truck 12 miles away. So we pack up and head to the Lil'Ale'inn.
Wall to wall UFO Stuff. Residents actively talking about shit they saw the other night. A Waitress comes up to us and asks if we would like anything. We both reply..."A Beer, Please". She walks off and comes back and lowers Two cold beers onto our table... I almost burst out laughing.... Two CANS of Budweiser. Not the Beer I was expecting.
After this we say... Screw it and we plan our next adventure. LAS VEGAS to a nice warm Bed where we can sleep without getting rained on. LOL but wait there is more....
We ended up going to Joshua Tree and had a little fun there looking at some stars through my telescope, and having more fun. Played the Didge and took a hike.
This last part is for Mike. I appologize soo much to you my friend. In Joshua Tree I didn't mean to hurt your feelings and it still bugs me to this day that you thought I was laughing at you playing the Didge. I was thinking about how I started playing the trumpet way back when and the things I did trying to make the sound come out better. If I could take that all back I would.
I would also like to let you know that this is just my short view of the events that took place. Mike has a ton of things to add I am sure and is a lot better at telling stories than I am. So Mike if your reading this, and would like to add to this adventure be my guest my friend. Only think I ask is don't stick a didge up my pooper. LOL
p.s. And some people think that Computer Geeks/Rocket Scientists are dull people. LOL
It is incredible that Mike and I aren't dead right now out there. And no it wasn't because the local Camo Dudes where trying to drive over us in the morning after our long long long night. Did I say it was long... OMG was it long.
The trip was a great plan. Drive out into the middle of the Nevada Desert trying to locate Area51 and then pitch camp to see for ourselves if we could see all the weird flying things people report out there. Hmmmm.. Sounds innocent enough... Muuuwwhhhaaaaaa!!!! Packed the Jeep up and we headed out, with tons of beer, a huge 10" Telescope, an icechest of drugs so we could create our own UFO's if we needed to. Only thing was missing was Hunter S Thompson...wait..OMG...TOILET PAPER... We forgot the Toilet paper...Out in the middle of Rachael Nevada and no TP. Ended up getting some from a Sweet girl(evil laugh) from Oklahoma who wanted...well forget that...we ended up getting the TP, life was good again.
Drove out to find a spot to camp, but wait...this 4 lane FLAT dirt road that no one uses because the base doesn't exist has to go somewhere. So I stepped on the GAS...(Mike: GO BABY GO). SLAM on the breaks....WTF a stop sign in the middle of nowhere. We laugh and continue on passing the rest of them while flipping the bird to them.
After a long 12 miles on this road, we finally see a hill approaching. As we get close to the bend in the road, we spot them...yes them... The CAMO DUDES in WHITE JEEPS. I slow down and as we turn the bend we see it....Fear washed over me as I looked at it, all of them...The Sign's... DO NOT ENTER... So what do we do. We jump out with our camera's in our hands and go running to get closer pictures, then I see the wording on the one of the signs I am taking pictures of... No Photography Allowed... uh ohhh.. .Mike....Mike... ahh lets put the camera's away.
After a gracefull retreat we set up camp. Ahh nice camp. We eat some grub and pull out our Didges, and start pounding down the beers. Hmm what is that peice of paper on the bottle cap..Must be good, I decide to eat it....an hour later I start seeing flashes...and as I turn to look at Mike...he has a sinister look and smile all in one on his face. Gives me the thumbs up. .... woohoooo...but something is not right..I keep seeing flashes out of the side of my eye. We go outside and see something that sort of disturbs us.. Lightning in the very distant ranges. Time passes and as we start having more fun, it starts to get cold.... really cold. Then it hits. RAIN...Fucking rain in the middle of July and it is getting really cold...I start thinking of how many layers of TP would it take to keep me warm. No Jackets Nothing.
We ended up jumping from the tent to the car to turn on the heater back to the tent back to the car... almost sinking in mud, lighting so close and fierce that I couldn't see Mike 1 foot from my face...Scary.... about 2am it started to pass. I pulled out my Didge and started to play along with some music playing on Mike's Player. .... Got a little warmer and we then fell asleep. 4am or so.. Wake up needing to go pee really bad. Mike gets up and runs out into the darkness.. I get up and run out into the darkness... WOW LOOK AT ALL THE STARS...(not 2001 quote). We did our business but are now out in the desert in our underwear, Freezing our asses off just gazing at all the stars and how beautiful they are.... then it hits us... We are freezing and almost have a fight to see who can make it back into the tent for warmth. 6am... Hear a Car slowly going by with it's lights straight on our tent...Mike peeks out to see who it is... It's the CAMO DUDES.... Fuckers...let us get some sleep. LOL They drive off.
We rest a little more till the sun hits the tent, and then we get up. I grab a beer with a numb mind from all the fun we had and pop in Jim Morrison...Then I pull out my Combat Pistol(defense only) and start lining up the bottles of beer. Shoot off a couple rounds and put the thing away since with our luck the bullet would hit a wind current and land in the Camo Dudes truck 12 miles away. So we pack up and head to the Lil'Ale'inn.
Wall to wall UFO Stuff. Residents actively talking about shit they saw the other night. A Waitress comes up to us and asks if we would like anything. We both reply..."A Beer, Please". She walks off and comes back and lowers Two cold beers onto our table... I almost burst out laughing.... Two CANS of Budweiser. Not the Beer I was expecting.
After this we say... Screw it and we plan our next adventure. LAS VEGAS to a nice warm Bed where we can sleep without getting rained on. LOL but wait there is more....
We ended up going to Joshua Tree and had a little fun there looking at some stars through my telescope, and having more fun. Played the Didge and took a hike.
This last part is for Mike. I appologize soo much to you my friend. In Joshua Tree I didn't mean to hurt your feelings and it still bugs me to this day that you thought I was laughing at you playing the Didge. I was thinking about how I started playing the trumpet way back when and the things I did trying to make the sound come out better. If I could take that all back I would.
I would also like to let you know that this is just my short view of the events that took place. Mike has a ton of things to add I am sure and is a lot better at telling stories than I am. So Mike if your reading this, and would like to add to this adventure be my guest my friend. Only think I ask is don't stick a didge up my pooper. LOL
p.s. And some people think that Computer Geeks/Rocket Scientists are dull people. LOL
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Wed, March 24, 2004 - 11:38 AMPfft! My feelings hurt? I'm tougher than that. I'll just kick your ass and we'll forget all about! Heh-heh... Actually, I had forgotten about it anyway.
Good story. I don't think you captured the proximity of the lightning though. Damn, those bolts were shaking the car! And we were LAUGHING! I thought I'd go deaf and blind.
And as for almost sinking in mud... we DID! We sat in the tent for some time when the rain started and the wind was blowing our dome tent flat down on us. We were freezing so we got in the car and watched the light show. After a while the wind started to rip our tent up and blow it away... We jumped out of the car in the pouring rain, frying like mad, grabbed the tent and then I noticed... I had sunk nearly to my crotch in f*cking quicksand! I think you chose the spot so I'm blaming you. Godammit, Bob! You pitched our tent on QUICKSAND! ;)
The next morning we invented that stupid but hillarious geek game of quoting Star Wars at the top of our lungs. "MOS EISLEY SPACEPORT!!! YOU'LL NEVER FIND A MORE WRETCHED HIVE OF SCUM AND VILLAINY. WE MUST BE CAUTIOUS!!!" And thanks for letting me use your pistol. Next time bring some friggin ear plugs!
That was a good trip, Bob. We gotta do another. We seem to do a of trips in the friggin cold. Like the frozen BANG of crap in the woods... but that's another story.
