This story was sent to me by good ole acorn!

  Let me recall .. yes it was the in August of 89 ... the Dead were
coming through town on they're fall tour. I chose to ride my mountain bike
down the American River biker trail to Cal Expo along the river and meet the
gang there .... it was a slightly muggy day ... I let my blond locks flow in
the wind this day ... feeling free and anticipating a spiritual day ahead of
me ... to get things starting of on the right foot I took some XTC I bought
in the parking lot the previous day .... how beautiful this all was going to
be! ... the slow winding river and all the vegetation so green gently waving
back at me as I rode along the bike trail .... ever feeling more and more
connected to the ever changing world around me .. ahhh The Dead in
Sacramento .... I peddled from Carmichael ( a suburb of Sacto. ) down to the
big bend in the river across from Paradise Beach just behind Cal Expo. To my
surprise the place was inundated with my brother and sister deadheads butt
naked ... diving of branches of Cottonwood Trees and Valley Oaks... someone
hung a rope up and naked deadheads would wait they're turn in line. Nude was
the uniform of the day on the river this day. It all seemed so free and
wonderful .... I laid my bike down by an Oak tree and headed on foot down a
small path to the river ripping my clothes off like a convert ready to be
baptized .. off with the shirt .. the shoes .. and the lycra ride shorts ...
splashhhhhhh! deep into the cool American River ... and slowly coming back
to surface .. ahhhhhhhhh ... the XTC was kicking in now ... I caught myself
looking upstream then down to fill my eyes with the gleaming clothes free
bodies of my fellow deadhead sisters ... "God it good to be alive " , I
exclaimed ... and swam back to shore ... there I sat cross legged on the
waters edge ... I could hear " St. Stephen " in the background ..... a young
20ish sweet brown sister swam past me and said, " Hi " as she smiled by me
in the river ... I reached into my fanny pack and pulled out a pre rolled
joint of some oh so very kind green bud .. and being careful not to get it
wet .. I fired it up and took a deep hit and held it in my lungs for what
seemed to be forever ... then releasing it to the cosmos ... a bro and sis
happened by me and I shared my healing herb with them .. the smell of the
weed and the sweet smell of Patchouli made for a powerful sent in the air ...
mixed with sunscreen and an occasional wiff of sage it made on e feel
overwhelmed with blissful feelings ... now the XTC is realing kicking in ..
I could feel my heart Chakra open up and feel Love pour into me and pouring
back out to the universe and I felt in total harmony with Life ..very
centered and completely balanced as I slowly inhaled the breath of this
wonderful life and meditated while wet dogs playing grab ass leaped over me
in a rainbow fashion as they chased each other up and down the river banks.
"This is the time" ,I said to myself and reached into my fanny pack again
and pulled out a sugar cube I've been saving from the dog family reunion I
went too back on Memorial Day .... I opened my mouth like an airplane hanger
and gently glided the tasty square into my parched soul and thought of the
coming show this evening making sure to take a look around me now and again
so I would miss out on the beauty of so many sweet brown sisters swimming
and laughing in the waters of this historical river and thought to myself, "
God it's good to be alive " ... the next hours went by like minutes as I
meditated by the riverside ... reaching into my pack to look at my watch and
see what time it was getting to be .. I stretch my legs completely out
realizing they were totally asleep. Looking around I noticed folks were
starting to leave ... I thought I better get going and took one more dive
into the river ... ahhhhhhhhh ... this feels sooooo gooood! I quickly put my
riding shorts back on and my shoes ..leaving my shirt off ... I walked back
up the small trail and found my bike right where I left it .... wow .. the
acid was kicking it really well now that I just did a quick walk up hill ...
I wanted to do some riding so I pointed my bike into a vast field of tall
grass and took off across the paved bike trail where a bare ass and all so
healthy sister was gently walking down the bike trail destination unknown
and I wonder what if Mr. and Mrs. function junction would think if they rode
they're bikes around the corner with they're 2.5 kids and saw this vision
of peace and love walking towards them brown and all so free ... haahaa ...
off down a trail toward bushy lake which is between the river and Cal Expo I
go and to my surprise this field of tall golden wild grasses are full of
grasshoppers. Let me tell you my brothers and sisters these seem to be
flames of silver instead of grasshoppers leaping past me like a ship cutting
thru water .. and with eyes wide open it was all I could do to keep from
laughing out loud and opening my mouth and swallowing me a portion of these
silvery leaping flames of nature ... the sky was soo blue and white fluffies
were starting to wander into the scene one by one .... the bliss was really
kicking in now ... this was so wonderful I kept riding around the whole
fence of Cal Expo cutting through waves after wave of electric grasshoppers
and giggling like a madman all the time ... as I reached the end of the
fence over by interstate 80 to my amazement I found a hole in the fence which
leads into the camping area of CalExpo for the Deadheads who follow the tour
.  a fresh long hole big enough for me and my mountain bike! Woooo Hoooooo
. the gods do love me today it seems .. and to noones notice I slipped in
unseen and rode off thru the campgrounds smiling all over myself and waving
at everybody I passed like a weedtard and feeling so free and connected to
everything and everybody .... as I road to the middle of the encampment I
found to my delite that they're were some open showers for the campers
convience. I was covered with sweat and bits of dry grass and dirt ... so
off comes the shoes and shorts and I ran into those showers and disappeared
on a wonderful trip watching the shower water flow by my face in slow motion
. I thought to myself this must be a dream ... and slipped into a deep
subjective trip ...... stay tune for part 2!

Acorn has a drawing that he made of this show you can see it here

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