Psylocybe Cubensis/Golden Teachers- 2.2grams (with OJ [12 oz] and dark chocolate kit kat)
Ingestion time- 10:30-45
Food ingested prior: 3 count chicken minis w/ fruit cup, 16 oz lemonade

I went to sleep around 5:39am and got up at 8am. My brother and I tried a gram each the night before, no visuals just introversion of thought and stoning effect.
8:15 I call my friend and we meet up at his house and head to chick fila. By around 9 were hanging up our hammocks. We sat and talked for a while about trips he had taken and gave me some advice about shrooms, mostly stuff I had read already. I ate the mushrooms at the above time, Friend left within 10 minutes. As he was leaving I saw a dog ~30 yd. away from us. It was actually a coyote; I was pretty excited about that. Friend finally leaves and I just lay in my hammock for a while, waiting for the effects to start. After an hour I start to feel the body high from the previous night. I felt slight nausea, so I decided to get up and walk around. As I began walking the body high grew in intensity. I walked around 50 yd. to a small hill overlooking a gulley. There were tire tracks in the bottom that moved ever so slightly, but not enough to really be considered visuals. After a few minutes I walked another 100 yd. to a little point down in a bayou where it forks. I sat there for another good 20 minutes. I started to see some colors in the brown water; the body high was beginning to cause a slight euphoria. I start to lose track of time at this point. I frequently checked my phone, but I don’t really remember at what points or the time I saw on the clock.
I got up from the point and decided to walk along the bayou. The body high has me shuffling and staggering around at this point. I begin to feel much like a child encountering a new place, although I had been there before. I looked at the trash along the bayou and I started to see glimpses of rainbows in the brown water as I walked. I eventually came across a wooden palette washed up where I was walking so I sat down for a while. I looked at the green grass across the water from me. I started to see little eyes in the grass. They weren’t just eyes though, they were on coyote faces. As I looked on longer I started to see tessellations of coyote faces forming large kaleidoscopic circles that rotated and shifted side to side. At this point I realized, “I’m tripping on mushrooms.” I didn’t know that it was only going to get more intense.
A feeling of sheer euphoria swept over me as I looked on. I decided to see what the cloudy sky looked like and at first there was nothing, but I figured out if I wait a little while I would start to see patterns. I started seeing triangular shapes with round cutouts in them as well as what appeared to be faces of feminine somethings. They were beautiful and they were just watching me and I wasn’t scared or anything. It really added to what I was feeling: childlike euphoria. I began to laugh and smile a lot, almost cried. It was really intense and vivid.
After a while there I decided to walk back to where my hammock was just to see. I reached the top of the hill and looked down into the gulley. I saw coyote faces on every square inch of the grass below and up the hills. Throughout the entire trip the coyote faces and other hallucinations seemed to keep a distance from me. I began to think that maybe I was at the front gate of tripping hard and these hallucinations were only as far away as my dose was small.
Rather than trace around the top of the gulley, I decided to go straight through it. As I walked and looked around the coyote were shimmering and watching me, expressionless. I made it back to the hammock and I looked up to see if the trees were breathing, but they weren’t. However there were many trees without bark that appeared to change colors that flowed up the trunk. I grabbed my bottle of water and headed towards the hill atop the gulley again. Walking feels like qwop, in a good way.
I reach the hill with my water and I sit down and have a couple sips before I sit down and learn. I pop a squat and look around at the gulley. I believe this to be the peak of the trip. I turn my music up louder and watch as the green grass shimmers blue with the kaleidescoping coyote faces. They begin to change into other animals though. The pattern remained, but every face was changing to cats and dogs. Larger portions of the patterns were taken over by 2d images of elephants, bison and giraffes, but these didn’t last long. I looked around closer to me and the patterns became completely different. It was like the Mexican day of the dead, but more colorful and cartoony. At the bottom of the gulley it looked like a shimmering blue liquid was boiling up from the ground. More coyote faces shimmering intensely on the hill opposite from me. I felt like a stupefied child. I was absolutely bewildered by what I was seeing and the fact that it felt like it was seeing me back. I felt like it must love me because of all the wonderful things it was showing me. Whatever ‘it’ was I may not know until I get a higher dose trip, or ever. As I said before this was all at a distance from me as though I just wasn’t close enough for me to become the trip, or something like that. Call it an introductory kind of feel.
Eventually I decided to venture farther down along the bayou to see some more sights. As I walked through the gulley, I started to think about friends and how badly I wanted to share what I was experiencing with them. Tripping with someone I love sounded so amazing and beautiful that I nearly cried again. At the bayou, there were pieces of trash all along the bayou. They looked like golden flakes shining in the lack of light. It was by far the most beautiful trash I had ever seen. As I walked I came across a long island in the middle of the bayou. It looked exactly like a giant sloth sleeping in the water. It was brown, dead grass. It was exactly like sloth fur. Trapped on some rocks nearby was a part of a cardboard beer case or something. I mistook it for a very large fishes head. When I realized it was just more trash, I was absolutely distraught that it wasn’t ever alive. I felt like it wanted to be alive, but it couldn’t, it was just trash in bayou.
As I looked around on the ground by me I saw some leafy plants that were just amazing. I finished my water and began stuffing colorful and interesting plants into the empty bottle. The fact that I could save these things made me just ecstatic. I’m glad I did that because they really help me remember what I was feeling during the trip.
I decide to head back to camp again. As I’m walking back I realized that nothing I could ever say or write in any language would ever truly describe what I was experiencing. I was also saddened by the fact that I may not remember all of it, and I don’t, but I was able to hold on to most of the important parts.
The entire time I took many pictures and tried to collect as much memorable plants as I saw fit. Once satisfied and sufficiently in control of myself I packed up camp and headed back to the car. I felt completely relaxed, completely me. I no longer felt like a child; I felt like I had learned enough to be considered more than that to ‘it’, or maybe rather ‘them’. Before I left I looked back over the gulley and the rich green grass and saw the coyotes, still shimmering. I said my goodbyes and headed back to my car. Every single person I saw on the way back I smiled at.
At this point I was looking for someone to ‘catch me’ on the comedown. I wanted to talk to someone so I could taper off from trip to normalcy. I ended up going to see another friend of mine who had some experience with tripping and enthoegens. I dealt with his parents like a champ. I was in such a good mood I had no fears whatsoever as to appearing suspicious. Other than lingering feelings of euphoria the trip had ended. I ate dinner with my friend and his sister and headed home.

Other notes:
Every time I looked at the clock, I would laugh in bewilderment at what little time had passed since I last looked.
There was a lot of seemingly subconscious introspection that at the time had a very powerful effect on me.
Everything was absolutely beautiful, despite the absence of sun and natural color.
There were slight hallucinations on my body i.e. my skin appeared to be pale and somewhat transparent. Blues greens and oranges swam and flashed beneath my skin. It was very integrating with the trip, though not as intense as I might have liked it to be.
Tripping on mushrooms seems to be about life, the more you see the better. I recommend being in nature, alone for a good first trip. Low dosage suggested.


I hope to go back with a dose 1.5x what I had today at least. An 8th maybe.

Please ask questions to help me make sense of what I saw and felt!

Sounds like it was a wonderful trip. Thank you for sharing it with us!

Did you know why you had coyotes show up instead of some other animal? I had a dream with a coyote once; a pregnant one who was presenting me with different doors to go through which were imbedded in the side of a cliff.

The choice of animals, at least for me, can seem like a metaphorical guise - a hint at what the subconscious is concerned about. But I guess that is a bit silly to say because the subconscious is multi-layed and its modality chaotic.

Thanks again for the great read.

I had discussed with my friend about how things you encounter before the trip my stick with yu and be seen during, like a dream; you tend to dream about things you were thinking about while falling asleep. He had told me of a time when he tripped with a friend who vomited before the trip started and he said it was like a vomit themed trip and he didn't really enjoy it, understandably.

I plan on experimenting with that concept in the future. Perhaps i might find a way to use it as a tool for discovery and learning. I'll certainly let you know personally if i find anything interesting!

Thanks so much for the feedback and the coyote picture!!