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"We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a salt shaker half full of cocaine, and a whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers and also a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of Budweiser, a pint of raw ether and two dozen amyls. Not that we needed all that for the trip, but once you get locked into a serious drug-collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can. The only thing that really worried me was the ether. There is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a man in the depths of an ether binge. And I knew we'd get into that rotten stuff pretty soon..."- HST
I had 2 surfboards, 1 backpack, an 8 foot coffin boardbag with 2 broken wheels, over 28,000 miles to go, 1 camera, 1 deck of cards that was full to my knowledge, a whole galaxy of multi-colored stories to come: uppers, downers, screamers and laughers and also, 1 nalgene bottle, 3 pairs of trunks, 1 rusty knife, a growing 5 pound sack of dirty clothes, a limited bank account, and 1 tube of zink oxide. I needed most all of that for the trip, but once you get into a personal core-score battle the tendency is to push it as light as you can. The only thing that really worried me was the bank account. There is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a poor man in the depths of a surf travel spending binge. And I knew I’d get into that rotten stuff pretty soon...

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Safe travels my good man. Be easy
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