I was halfway to the most remote grove of Sequoia trees on Earth when, for the first time in my life, I regretted smoking pot while hiking.

Usually, pot is a performance-enhancing drug for backpacking. It helps me sleep, eases achy muscles and keeps me hungry enough to consume the massive amounts of food you need to eat while backpacking.

But this time, something very strange happened. As I exhaled pot smoke on my first evening on the trail, I became more awake and suddenly had almost no interest in food. And then I realized I had made a terrible error. In my rush to pack for the trip, I hadn't brought normal cannabis. I had mistakenly packed "diet weed."