I swear I stumbled into a thread from the 1950s. It's reefer madness in here.
But yeah, you'd have no clue my friends and I are high as mother-fataing kites if you walked by our campsite. We drink Mollos (cannabis drinks), pop capsules, and vape scentless cartridges the entire time we're there. It's a big nothing.
If you are burning flower, which is where you'll get the smell, I'd acknowledge that smell carries and lingers. I can appreciate not liking that; however, I'd way rather be camping beside a bunch of people enjoying and relaxing for their weekend by unwinding with some cannabis in the great outdoors than a bunch of loud hyena-laughing stay-up-late partying drinkers any day of the week. Those guys are so annoying.
Finally, people who bring their dogs camping so I get to wake up to barking and go to bed to barking should be forced to camp at the dump station. Fata them...it's outrageous they're allowed to infringe on a relaxing weekend because they like having dumb, needy animals unconditionally loving their unlovable-to-humans sorry asses.
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