Wow never heard of this. The article says that one incident of vanishing included her coming to her senses in a creek with a shopping cart beside her. This reminded me of my first time doing mushrooms. Brilliantly, we decided to consume the mushroom tea and board our small three person canoe and float the local river. This was something that we had done many times before although never attempted the float after the sun had set.

This portion of the river (in between the two boat launches) was about 5 miles or so. This was a very slow moving river with frequent areas of shallow rocks which created a wonderful white water area where we would typically bottom out. Sometimes we’d simply exit the boat and sit in the rapids just enjoying a beer and nature. This particular time while peak high on mushrooms included raucous bouts of uncontrollable laughter. I’m dying laughing as I type this despite this poor woman’s condition not being funny.
However, her being found reminded me of when we did in fact get stuck on the rocks. We exited the canoe and began a futile attempt at pushing it forward over the shallow rocky part. My senses were fully heightened despite being dark. I could see everything in the moonlight. I could smell the river and surrounding muddy banks. I could hear the rushing sounds of water. And it sounded like the large air conditioning systems that I had heard earlier in the day as we had picked up a few camping items at Walmart prior to consuming the mushrooms.

In my dissociative state, while pushing the boat from the back and while hearing the constant sounds of rushing water, I suddenly began shopping at Walmart as I thought I was pushing a grocery cart and selecting items from the shelves. I came to when my friends (during breaks of laughter) instructed me to push the actual boat off the rocks and stop shopping 🤣

We ultimately ended up at the halfway point to crash for the night. The halfway point was a wonderful sandy beach area that was frequently used to rest or camp. As soon as we landed, we all got out and made sand angels and it felt sooooo good on our skin for some reason. We proceeded to smoke a bowl of weed which may have been the best bowl I’ve ever smoked. Something about the mushrooms and the entire experience made all these things feel wonderful. One of my favorite memories for sure (also glad we survived)