Great Times With Great People

Every time I drink a Gin and Tonic I think of a story. My senior year of high school, the last weekend of May, memorial day weekend. A couple friends of mine and myself decided to take a camping trip. I decided to bry golf clubs, golf balls, guns and ammo, and an inflatable white water raft and a bunch of gin, Jack Daniel's and weed. You're starting to see the fun this trip is going to be. We start out on a Friday night, get the fire started and the drinking until 3 in the morning begins. While asleep my friend Chris decides to wake me up with my twelve gauge next to my tent. Partly my fault since I left my doors unlocked. I wake up and we continue drinking and having breakfast over the campfire. Later that day we mix gin and tonics and decided to play golf in the woods. Not our most brilliant idea but some fun nonetheless. Now have hammered by noon were hitting golf balls in the woods picking out trees as targets we carry through woods. The balls are bouncing off of trees going to and fro and some almost hitting us from a terrible slice or a direct tree in front of us. But we made it through without a life changing injury. I don't remember much of what happened for the next two days other then running out of weed and going to town find more. Just an adventure that pops up in my mind when I have a gin and tonic drink.