Post #46692 by Monkeyman on Thu, Aug 7, 2003 4:57 PM

I am starting this post in reference to the Baron Munchausen thread in which Tikibars met Terry Gilliam by surprise in a bookstore.

I would like to add a new story.

I was on a backpacking trip in the Grand Canyon in 1982. It was a 13 mile hike one way from the South Rim down to the Havasu falls (not lake Havasu) in the Havasupai Indian reservation.

The scout troop I was with was spread out along the trail and I was hiking alone. I saw 3 people hiking the other way. It was a black man and 2 American Indian women. The guy had the most bizarre hair I had ever seen. Sort of like a old style floor mop dyed black (I later learned that they were Dreadlocks). Hey said "hey" and I said hey and that was the entire exchange.

When I arrived at the indian village a few hours later my first stop was in their little cafe. I noticed that this guys picture was plastered all over the walls. I asked the lady behind the counter who that guy was and she said "Peter Tosh". He had just put on a small concert for the indians and was hiking out to get the true experience of the canyon.

It wasn't until I started listening to reggae music many years later that I even realized who he was and how bizzare it was to seem him there.