"My group of friends has done river trips together for decades. We apply for permits and then invite one another. I took a hiatus for a few years when my kids were too little for whitewater, and when I came back on a trip last year (I left the kids with grandparents), I discovered that all my old friends still loved to get shitfaced. I was taken aback. Look, I used to party hard on the river when I was 25. But we’re in our forties and fifties now. Some of my buddies were boozing for breakfast, gobbling THC gummies all day long, and tripping on mushrooms. Worth mentioning that these are high-functioning adults: parents, nurses, lawyers, etc. Also, they are experienced boaters, so I never worried about their safety. It’s just that there is a lot to enjoy in nature, and being wasted for an entire trip removes that part of the experience for me. Now the tough part: I’ve got a permit for the Salmon River in Idaho, and I’m hesitant to invite my most hammered friends. I drink, but in mode...