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I was on Goat Island, Texas (Port Bolivar) beach with my best friend Scott during Live Aide weekend.
We were hitchhiking from Texas to Florida and we ended up hooking up with a mother-daughter duo. They were camping in moms pickup truck that had a nice topper on it. Both were hot.
We also met these other two hitchhikers that had a zip of pharmaceutical grade amphetamine. They would give me like 5g for a 4 mile ride to the only store within 40 minutes to hours. I say minutes & hrs bc the only other stores were a 10 minute drive and 20-30 minute ferry ride back to Galveston (If you caught it right when you got to it. Hours long wait during peak operations)
Anyhow, we had a fucking blast. There was an old hippy couple camped next to us, in an old like 1950 Chevy panel-wagon. They had a huge witches cauldron on a tripod, with chicken & dumplings the 1st day and beef stew the next. They also had a couple gallons of shroom tea cut with Welch's grape juice & a bunch of Mexican mids. $5 for some grub and a coke and $5 bucks for a cup of tea... For anybody except us that is. I traded about 1.5g of crystal so that me, Scot and the 2 girls could eat, smoke and trip all weekend (I got a 1/2oz of mids in the trade as well).
A really cool thing was that you could walk down the beach and hear the concert coming from different vehicles for as far as you walked bc 95% of people on the beach were tuned into the simulcast. Vehicles were parked prolly 20-30' apart mostly.
In 6 days (7-13-25), it will be the 40th anniversary.
Where'd the fucking time go?....

