My buddy and I had set out on summer tour '98, doing Oswego to Deercreek. After having a blast in upstate New York meeting up with numerous kids of mine from CO, we left Camp Oswego for Toronto. As we approached the border, we were working on relieving ourselves of the last of our party favors from the previous shows. Well after getting properly faded we decided against finishing the last bowls worth of headies. We stash it in the car and like I said it was minimal amounts.

As we pull up to the border patrol, we encounter a little bit of a hard time seeing as how we definitely reek of tour. So the border guard asks where we are coming from, what we are doing et cetera. Of course we offer up that we are going camping in Toronto, and of course the guard sees right through that and asks us what we have on us, and that regardless of our answer we are going to be searched.

He says it is definitely better to get things out in the open now rather than later, so my buddy and I produce the last of our nug. The guard looks at us as and says "thats it?" Now we have surrendered everything we have, so I think we are in the clear. He radios in and asks his superior if he can let us slide, the answer comes back no.  He said that they were going to search all these kids coming over the border for the show and that we should pull in to be searched.

As we pull over, out rushes this nazi border patrol guard and she immediately begins the interrogation. "Do you have any on your persons?" she asks.  Now, like I said, we are properly faded, and this questions throw us both for an absolute loop. Next she starts in with the strip search talk and the dogs are coming so we better turn it all over.

Knowing that we have given them everything, I think we are in the clear, then it dawns on me that I have like two or three pieces of new and used glass in the car as well, so I turn that over too. As we are waiting to hear our fate on this issue, another car full of heads pulls in next to our car and is getting searched, only the girl searching their car can't be older than 19 and she is really easy on them as far as not ripping out all of there stuff like ours was.

We get to talking to these kids and we offer them a suggestion on a hostel we are staying at. Well, eventually we are let loose and into Canada.  Surprisingly, when we get to the hostel we bump into to the kids that we met at the border and they tell us that when asked if they were carrying anything at the border, they denied it and got the sweet and innocent border guard, though they were definitely carrying some weight across the border and were sweating it out when they got searched. Thank god the dogs were at the other border crossing and they were able to cross without a hitch.

I think next time I would rather hope for the best with the easy going guard then risk the wrath of the pitbull we got. Anyways can't wait for summer '04 see you kids on the highway through the great divide. Hit me up at mocubuff@hotmail.com always down to talk about the boys.

Peace,

- Ryan