20-something hippies who go out to the boonies to make the Earth a better place.
Copious amounts of drugs are smoked, inhaled and ingested, yet never injected.
They get up when it's -5, put on their dirtiest clothes, overeat and travel by bus for 45 minutes
listening to crazy loud techno and other indie music. Then once they get to their "block" they bag up hundreds of trees and walk around an ugly, undeveloped, uncleared plot of land with a shovel. These people turn off their brains and throw trees into the ground at starting rates of 7 cents per tree.
Some people make money, most don't. Some people enjoy becoming one with nature, and the
others get left behind.
Sitting around
complaining about the terrain, the weather, the quality of tree, the price, the food, the accommodation, is a common occurrence.
These are true hippies. They are
independant, easy-going, agreeable, drug-fueled intellectuals.
Billy is veteran treeplanter and he loves abusing his body 2 months out of every year so he can
hitch hike the rest of the year.
Billy bags up, smokes a bowl and comes back
30 minutes later knowing he made 200 bucks.
Billy comes back to camp, smokes a bowl and eats dinner.
Billy sits around a campfire trading drug stories and drinking before
sleeping in his tent.
