>>2699069I hike stoned pretty regularly, and I often carry a summit beer or two (Wasatch mountains).
Once I packed an 8 oz flask of nocino (walnut moonshine a Polish biochemistry professor taught me how to make, 150 proof). I started drinking it on my way down off a 11,000 ft peak, finished it before dropping below 9,000 ft. I was stumbling down this switchback when I slipped, would have kept falling down a 50 degree slope if I didn't have my dog leashed up with me. He acted like a 55 lb four-point anchor and instinctively braced when it started. I kept wandering back to my campsite, wasn't til I sobered up I realized how lucky I was to have my dog with me.
I don't get shitfaced on hikes anymore.
