So today when I woke up, I saw that I had about 15 inches of snow and it was still falling. My neighbor told me he got a gram of salvia the night before, so I was anxious to do it for the first time today. At around 3, we headed out into the woods with our snowshoes on. We went about an hour into it and set up camp. We smoked about two bowls first, to get us in a nice and relaxed mood

. I was the second one to do it, and I was pretty excited and psyched for it. I didn't bring my iPod, and decided to let Mother Nature be my music for this trip. I took a hit out of my snow bong, held it in for about 10 seconds. The smoke was really bitter and hurt when I exhaled. I decided to take another hit, and exhaled about 15 seconds after. After doing this, I remember everything getting REALLY quiet and my body feeling heavy. I fell into the snow, started to laugh uncontrollably, and after that I just remember my friend saying "man, you're done." This is when the visuals started.
I started noticing the snow-covered trees turning into men, and one giant rock assumed the form of the leader. I apparently started mumbling something about "zebra nazis" or something. I thought I was John Wayne, and started talking to my neighbor like I was in a war film. I am told I said something like, "Look, son...we have about 2 miles to go before we arrive at base camp." in a John Wayne voice. Then, I took a look at our footprints and saw them turn into dead squirrels. Since I was using ski poles, I figured that I had killed them and got really sad for a little. Then, I looked up at the sky and saw the moon. I thought it was Pac Man, so I started walking away from it and ended up on a road. A man in a dog suit seemed to approach me, but I found out later it was just a dog.
My first trip was an interesting and amusing one; I plan to do it inside with music on for my next journey. This was a very positive experience, and I'm glad to say that I have made friends with this inquisitive sage.