So we have a really nice smoke spot about 10 minutes from my house. It had been going fine all of this school year, but then tons of randoms started showing up, and the people living by the park/forest trail didnt like 15+ cars parking in their neighborhood, so one day they called the cops.
The front entrance, the one everyone used, got busted but luckily it was a slow day when they came, and no one got in trouble, because it was only like 3 people who just lied and said they were taking the trail to a nearby school. but word go out that parking right by the entrance wasnt safe.
however, one could still park at the end of the roadm, or on the other side and walk a diffrent way, through the school thats right by there and into the trails. this is what we decided to do, and when our little adventure started.
So after seeing snowwhite and the huntsmen we decide it sounds good to smoke a bowl and then go hang out at my freinds house and watch the newest episode of Hadfeilds and McCoys. We get the the gate at the school and get our jakets on (fuck seattle weather) and start walking to the path. within roughly 30 seconds we see a flashlight following us. were like shiiiiit whos this clown. so we call a freind who stayed in the car (not rude because we were lonly going to be 10 minutes and they were invited, just opted oit) they say the man is going to call the cops.
Now apparently the back side isnt as safe as we though. were thinking were fucked, because the police station about a 5 minute drive to where we are, and he took pictures of our license plates. so we sit down and brain storm really fast. we come up with a plan and ditch 2 bags, each with about 50 dollars of weed and paraphernalia. we walk back to the car, hoping we arent caught.
We walk the 30 seconds back to the car and see that the man has left, a good sign. we pull out of the neighborhood and low and behold, we pass a cop who flashes his lights and stops us both. "well", i think to myself "lets see if anthony can remember our plan".
There was one person in my car, and two in the car infront of me. he goes to them first and asks for i assume the is anthonys(the other driver) license and registration. he then talk for a minute with him before approaching me. by this time im sweating, but manage to remain calm "license and registration" he says bluntly
as i dig through the glove box he asks me what im doing here this late. I tell him "picking up a friend who (truthfully) lives right by sheltonview the school .He didnt have a car, and his souse is hard to find, so we just picked him up there". "alright, thats the same story your freind told me, your free to go" SUCCESS i think, and we go home, not forgetting our weed stuff.
so at 1230 we go back, and park this time on the original side, but about 4 blocks down as the other founder of the spot told us to do. this time its just me and anthony, as the other have gone home. ne sneak along a diffrent trail, which happens to lead us right past the house of the man who caleld the cops. we walk to where we hid our stuff and cant for the life of us find it. we think (they know whats up) they found our little stashes whioch was a huge bummer.
But we dont guve up, and after about 10 minutes we find mine, and then seans (the person we were picking up) stash. great success! we thought about just going home, but then we erealized that the evening had been to grand an adventure and celebrated with a bowl right behind the guy who called th cops house.
I guess the lesson is live life to the fullest, because as drake said, "yolo N***a" it may not seem like the best storym but it sure was exciting, a great way to kick off summer, even if i still have a week to graduate.
now that thats all done, someone else take the reins.