Just Another Crappy Day in Paradise Maui Grow Log

[weeddaddy50]

excellent grow oldhaole......Very nice.....beautiful pictures....I know what your talking about on the trimming side....once everyone gets their cut...you lose them fast.....It gets old...but watching my buddie use a trim machine and seeing the damage it does....I still believe hand trimming is the best.

I can only hope my grow will yield a 1/3 of what you got per plant....

Thanks for the pleasure of watching your weed growing adventure.:D

[oldhaole]

Shovel..I would bet you could pull a great harvest and not get ripped. It is all in planning your defenses. It is not easy and it does cost money.

You must have your own land. You must have it well fenced. And you must have a pack (at least 3) of dogs. More is better. You want the dogs at the fence, looking mean as much as you can stand. And go ahead and plant.
One day the dogs will catch somebody in your garden.

Don't hurt them....but scare the crap out of them. Leave them in a tree overnight, find their ride and burn it. Then let them go.

Rips are like bees. One finds the honey, and here comes the swarm. In this case the one that found the honey has a story to tell about the crazy bastard, and all the mean dogs, and his burnt ride, and you now have a reputation.

Then they leave you alone. Every rip knows that you do not mess around. And if someone is so stupid to make another grab, let the dogs handle it. Once the rips bleed, you are sooo off their list.

9 fingers. There is no such thing as sandy volcanic soil. Sand is a product of erosion. Volcanic dirt is made from high heat. they can't exist toghther. I sit on a 20,000 old lava flow, on the downwind side of a volcano.

Now paint a mental picture of a Hawaiian volcano erupting. A fissure is ejecting dust, cinders,rocks, all kinds of crap 1500 ft into the sky. Now add a 30 MPH trade wind to that picture. All the smaller particals are moved downwind. Thats soil. The wind does not move the big rocks and boulders so they fall everywhere.

When the eruption is done, the downwind side is all deep thick volanic soil. The upwind side is giant rocks. I live on the downwind side so the soil is in patches on the lava flow. This is very porus. great drainage, and some of the best soil in the US. All I have to do is find it. There are places where it is 6 ft deep. Right next to it is 6 inches deep.

Weeddaddy...For your first year you did good. And you can (and they should be) replant those holes year round. Each season you will learn new tricks and shortcuts. Talk to the oldtimers, Cross what does good, bring in new blood and have a good time. Try some regrows next year. Go big.

[Gare0440]

well done man :thumbsup::thumbsup: wish i could send some quality help your way. i love trimming a fine nicely grown bud :rastasmoke:. you got smoke for daaays. good stuff man

[oldhaole]

Wanted, Trimmers, At least two people for two weeks of work. Ticket to/from Maui included. You will even see the beach (for a half hour). $200/ and an oz to take home with you per lb trimmed. Must be able to trim effectivly a lb a day. Prefer good looking women, 20-25. Must be willing to overlook wife of my youth with shotgun. Call 808 555 0989


I realize it is very bad form to whine and moan after a harvest....but...As the song goes;

It's my party and I'll cry if I want to.

Out of sight, out of mind. Welcome to the attic.

All outdoor harvests are different. I like to wait and do it all last minute. Once I see raindrops on the deck, I am out the door, 10 dogs in tow, grabbing my branch shears, and I just hack. I've already thought out where I'm going to cut, but the prosess is not pretty.

By the time your done, all you see are piles and piles of weed. You're soaked to the balls. You just want it to be over, ASAP. Enter the attic. That's a great place to stuff it! "Honey, give me a hand, just feed it to me". Half hour later , pppfffttt you're done.

As you soak in the bath,you ask yourself, How many did I just take? I know, stupid question. I should know this shit. But if you are following this log, I grow regrows, and they have many branches, that look like whole plants out of one hole. I didn't take it all, just took some here and there. Anyway. What's done is done.

The attic, in a humid envionment like here, you can just forget about it. I can leave it up there for months, if I want to. The attic is the perfect place. Like a weed bank.

Harvest continues, I recruit a couple of my old trimmers. My patients (I hope you are reading this, AL girl.) kick in (for about 20 minutes), Wife of my youth and myself, We attack the incomming pile....we stop it...we push it back...WE ARE WINNING!!!

Then the wheels fall off the bus. :(

Wife throws hissy fit because I boinked trimmers 25 or so years back. Long before her time. Patients bail. Wife and I at war. She doesn't want those "c**ts under this roof! Now if my patients (who promised me they would help until the end) were here I would not have this problem.

Shit. This is turning into a rant. Back the bus up.

The past couple of days have been perfect. No need to touch the leftovers. So I go up in the attic. I have a headlamp on and the light hits those hanging dry plants and all you see is the glitter of a billion crystals. My jaw hits the ground. Sweet Jesus. Look left. Is that what I think it is? A cali girl! How did this get here? Oh baby...personal stash.

Pull that puppy down, get to work. Just me vs #9. And it seem #9 is winning. Twenty years ago I would have that done in a 10 hour sit. Now it takes two days. I just did #6. That took me @10 hours to do a lb and change.

No matter how you look at it I need my trimmers back. My wife of my youth needs a vacation. Big time. For maybe....two weeks? More?

Must work on that.

Here's some pics. Welcome to my world. Today it sucks. Knock out #9. Two days. I'm old.

[bigsby]

Hey, I have all the same problems except no sunset and and no monster harvest... as my dad used to say, they all went to the same school and had the same teacher. Give her a little time and space, and remind her that you both had a past when you entered into the grand bargain. Seriously, if only I had your problems...

[Weezard]

Wanted, Trimmers, At least two people for two weeks of work. Ticket to/from Maui included. You will even see the beach (for a half hour). $200/ and an oz to take home with you per lb trimmed. Must be able to trim effectivly a lb a day. Prefer good looking women, 20-25. Must be willing to overlook wife of my youth with shotgun. Call 808 555 0989

Gotta wonder how many folks will actually dial da 555#.:)
I could track you down, but alas, I'm not all that "pretty".
Unless you count pretty damn old.
Not a quick trimmer either.
Druther do a quality job when I have the luxury of time to burn.

I realize it is very bad form to whine and moan after a harvest....but...As the song goes;

It's my party and I'll cry if I want to.

Out of sight, out of mind. Welcome to the attic.

All outdoor harvests are different. I like to wait and do it all last minute. Once I see raindrops on the deck, I am out the door, 10 dogs in tow, grabbing my branch shears, and I just hack. I've already thought out where I'm going to cut, but the prosess is not pretty.

By the time your done, all you see are piles and piles of weed. You're soaked to the balls. You just want it to be over, ASAP. Enter the attic. That's a great place to stuff it! "Honey, give me a hand, just feed it to me". Half hour later , pppfffttt you're done.

As you soak in the bath,you ask yourself, How many did I just take? I know, stupid question. I should know this shit. But if you are following this log, I grow regrows, and they have many branches, that look like whole plants out of one hole. I didn't take it all, just took some here and there. Anyway. What's done is done.

The attic, in a humid envionment like here, you can just forget about it. I can leave it up there for months, if I want to. The attic is the perfect place. Like a weed bank.

Harvest continues, I recruit a couple of my old trimmers. My patients (I hope you are reading this, AL girl.) kick in (for about 20 minutes), Wife of my youth and myself, We attack the incomming pile....we stop it...we push it back...WE ARE WINNING!!!

Then the wheels fall off the bus. :(

Wife throws hissy fit because I boinked trimmers 25 or so years back. Long before her time. Patients bail. Wife and I at war. She doesn't want those "c**ts under this roof! Now if my patients (who promised me they would help until the end) were here I would not have this problem.

Ah! You gave them da meds before they finished trimming, yah?:)
Next time...
Give them their share, un-trimmed.
Toss in a pair of fiskers anna beeg smile.

Shit. This is turning into a rant. Back the bus up.

The past couple of days have been perfect. No need to touch the leftovers. So I go up in the attic. I have a headlamp on and the light hits those hanging dry plants and all you see is the glitter of a billion crystals. My jaw hits the ground. Sweet Jesus. Look left. Is that what I think it is? A cali girl! How did this get here? Oh baby...personal stash.

Pull that puppy down, get to work. Just me vs #9. And it seem #9 is winning. Twenty years ago I would have that done in a 10 hour sit. Now it takes two days. I just did #6. That took me @10 hours to do a lb and change.

No matter how you look at it I need my trimmers back. My wife of my youth needs a vacation. Big time. For maybe....two weeks? More?

Must work on that.

Here's some pics. Welcome to my world. Today it sucks. Knock out #9. Two days. I'm old.


Seriously, wish I could he'p.
"Planes leave every hour.":D
'Course you could just ship me a trunk fulla.
I'd ship back da trimmed buds, honest.;)

Talk about bad timing, I like to trim an' my friend needs a hand.:thumbsup:
Heck, I'd do a day's trimmin for da "finger hash".:jointsmile:

How-some-ever, wife of my dotage just got a job after a year of hunting.
Happened as soon as she agreed to house-sit for a friend.
So, I'm stuck home bein' da doggydaddy.:(


I'd say that you need da 2 week vacation.
We have a guest room.


Aloha nui,
Wee 'zard

[oldhaole]

Big, PM or E mail me. I can fix that problem for you. Weez... Thank for the offer. I was thinking about it. Yesterday it sounded real good. Get in touch. Flights leave daily.:D

Yesterday I hit the wall. Just said fuck it all. No trimmers, no patients, a pissed off wife, and a house filled to the rafters. It looked hopeless.

Yesterday My wife and my partner were talking behind my back. I knew something was up. Didn't know what, but they were up to something. Partner pops up today. Let's go fishing. Sure why not? Get out of the house, works for me.

So we are gathering up all the stuff, he tells me to wear my most garish Aloha Shirt, roll 6 joints, and bring a pound. What? He tells me to shut up and do it.....OK. I can do that. An lb of #16 comming up.

Head down the hill, park, walk to the beach and we just walk and whip. Every point we come to I sit, and sure enough, the boyz are all over me to buy weed. Sure, I'll take a look at it, Smoke? sure. They think I'm a tourist! All of them were selling California shit for 125 a qt. WTF. Looks good, tastes good ...no high. Rubbish. Then I flip into local mode; What Brah? This stay shetty weed. Here, bra, smoke one real joint. Two hits and Later.

Bu noon we are in front of one of the posher hotels in Kihei. Left turn and walk right in. Elevator to the top, walk up to the door , knock, Partner says "I'm your muscle, you talk." An animal answers and lets us in.

The man is sitting at the table. Two gorillas in tow...The man knows me by name. Back in business huh? I recognize this guy. Twenty years ago he was the gorilla, now he's the big shot. Twenty years ago this group would buy my whole harvest one time. No bullshit. just cash. WOW!

The door knocks. Huh? In walks, Lets call him Steve. Put bluntly I do not like this guy. I would not piss on him if he was on fire. Following Steve is his muscle Fat Freddy. Went to school with both of them. Both morons. Steve's MO is he buys from the mainland and ships it in and sells it as Maui Grown weed.

Now I don't care how he works his trip. What I do care about is every time he sells his garbage, the Maui name is trashed. I want to do something with that brand one day. And he wrecks it daily.

Man says let's talk, I say Steve the floor is yours. Steve goes into his hard sell. "Brah, Dis is Grape Ape grown Lahina side." Let's taste it. The same stuff from the beach walk! I listen to three minutes of his bullshit and drop my lb on the table. "Here is the real weed. That is California trash. Won't even get you high."

Steve counters by dropping the price, The man looks at me. "I'm not dropping my price. you want garbage, buy his." I say. Steve is asked to leave. Deal is done. We sit down and BS for a while. Man asks how much I grew this year. He wants it all. Fuck. We are talking 6 figures here. I say I will think about it.

Head back to the beach. Partner warns me Steve wants to kill me. Yes I kinda figgured that out. Thats why we are walking down the beach. There waiting for us up in the parking lot.

Too Bad So sad. Dodge a bullet.

It gets better.

I get home, unknown cars in my driveway...uh oh. Go inside and find four trimmers working. One is my wife, Another is one of my patients, and both of my trimmers are back too.

Patient has read this log and showed it to wifey. Just landed and came straight to the house. Also read wifey the riot act. Wifey dropped grudge and got on the program. Wifey called trimmers. Still pissed at patient. but she talked some sense into wifey. So I am not too pissed.

Ask very sarcasticly how her trip was. She smiles and drops a bag of cash on the table. "I need 4 more lbs. Going back in a week." No problem, but you can get it from the garage and trim it by yourself. OK? done deal.

Today I made almost 15 large. I also know, for at least a short time, I have some of the best on the island. And that means more than the money. From shit to roses. Ain't life funny??

Will I take the deal...No. I never did before. Those boys play in a different league than me. And if I was to dump it all I would leave a lot of people that depend on me up shit creek.

Now let me cover my ass.

The above story is fiction and any resemblance to any party is strictly coincedence.

[Gare0440]

sick story bro. sounds like your in a good postion right now with the stash

[oldhaole]

sick story bro. sounds like your in a good postion right now with the stash

Below are pics of my last clone. And also pics of....nothing! The nice clone is going to my partner. It seem fitting, He got it from me, gave it back, so now its his. He had a stress fag, so his entire crop was kinda seeded. Now he has one good virgin female for personal stash. And after yesterday, he deserves it.

Yesterday was eye oppening. Play tourist. I saw a little slice of what was out there. Nuff said. Wait...If your going to call your stash Maui whatever, at LEAST grow it here. :mad:

This morning, 7 AM the girls are here :D.
The're all in the garage. I've hid the booze.
The're civil. Thank God.
We are back on track. Until we aren't.

First long season in twenty years. In the past it went like a play. Plant, Male, First harvest, Grow, Bud, Harvest, Trim, and get rid of. A smooth transition from one act to the next and very little overlap.

This season resembled a series of train cars being hooked up. Hard. But the job got done. Just not very smooth.

Will I do this again? What do you think? Should I take the sure thing? Or should I stash it and dribble it out when everybody else is sold out?

Or is all this bullshit? The product of a delusional mind?

[Weezard]

You win either way.
If it's all delusion, it's marketable delusion.


Next crop disaster won't be a problem if you are getting residuals from your screenplay.

Your's is the best thread on da forums.
You have a talent for writing.

Gather some of your posts and run them by an agent.


I'm jus' sayin' do what you love, and the money will follow.

In other words,
Find something you love to do,
and someone is certain to screw it up by paying you.

Aloha grower,
Weeze

[LetsSeeYa]

You win either way.
If it's all delusion, it's marketable delusion.


Next crop disaster won't be a problem if you are getting residuals from your screenplay.

Your's is the best thread on da forums.
You have a talent for writing.

Gather some of your posts and run them by an agent.


I'm jus' sayin' do what you love, and the money will follow.

In other words,
Find something you love to do,
and someone is certain to screw it up by paying you.

Aloha grower,
Weeze


I couldn't agree with ya more Weez:thumbsup: I know i would read this thread in a book. And could be turned into on as im sure everything wasn't included for one reason or another. But it should be a Sticky no doubt. Maybe in Advanced Section as Rusty does the re veg inside and this was outside. I think it would fit there well as for the indoor grower or the outdoor grower could get major information. Just my 2 cents:thumbsup:



killer:rasta:

[nugssgalore]

I agree too Weez...very good reading, exciting...heck, P.J. Roarke quality. :thumbsup:

Your story is compelling oldhaole but please be careful, those sleezy guys aren't kidding. take very good care, glad your wife let go of her grudge!

[oldhaole]

The agreed upon sum has been deposited in all your accounts.

PJ O'rouke? Nugs you get a bonus. I have read "Eat The Rich", and "How to Drive Fast on Drugs While Getting Your Wing-Wang Squeezed and Not Spill Your Drink",

What a title. Still trying to perfect that art. One can dream though.

Weez. I am doing what I love to do. This forum is just gravy. Shit, when I go out and people ask me what I do...what can I say? Oh, I grow weed? Yea, that goes over well on the golf course. Now I get to say I grow weed, and tell all. Kewl.

Below is a pic of a couple of ozs. I found them out on the side of the road. I immediatly turned it to the proper authorties.

Life goes on. Trimmers are trimmin. Patient is out cherry picking the garage, looking for the best she can find for her next dig out. Sucker. My keepers are in the attic. And I would pay money to see her try to get up there. Hell, If she can get up there without killing herself I'll give it to her.

Nugs, Don't worry. The big deal is queer. Frankly it smells. Partner and I were talking about it on the way home. Stevie should have got a on the spot beating. Right there. Just on principal. Do that shit 20 years ago and you'd be lucky to wake up. Bunk the man. Smart. If that's the next generation, there in trouble.

Change gears.

A few quick tips,

1)When stage harvesting and trimming many different plants remember to seperate them, because if you just say fuck it, and hang them on one common line, when they are dry, you will have big problems sorting them all out....guess who did that. :D

2)The two big ones I staged gave me more than the ones that I just took em all. about 20% more.

3)When dealing with four women, a good I pod with appropriate music is a lifesaver. Think Rage Against The Machine. If you act like you can't hear them, they will go away.

Other than that I got nothing. No car chases, no shootouts, nothing!

The garage should be done by tommorow. I have half the living room dried and cured, ready to take off the stem.

Now I become the bottleneck. The one job I can do forever is knock dried buds off the stem. That's my reward. For a few hours I'm a kid again. Also it keeps the cut uniform, and everybody honest.

[oldhaole]

I could call this post Karma is a Bitch, or What Goes Around Comes Around, or simply HAHAHAHAHA.

I don't know where to start. But it is just too funny. So I'll start at the begining. I can't tell you how big my smile is right now.

Last night partner calls late. He wants to come up. Late, but ok I can always burn one more. The second I say sure, he is in my driveway. Wow. That was fast.

He comes in with middle daughter. He has a big smile on and tells daughter to tell me what she saw.

She was waiting to get in to our only upcountry bar with live music. Fat Fredie and Stevie were selling their wares across the street. A blue car hops the curb and hits Fat Fredy. Three animals get out and pound Stevie. Take his backpack and hop back into the car.

This is the part where they should bail, but there tough, so they get out and start calling out the people waiting to get in, to fight.

Then the cops show up. Sucks to be the goons. Stevie and Fat Fredy are hospital bound. The animals are going to the zoo where they belong.

Let me cut here.

There are three cops covering the entire upcountry area. About 150 sq miles. I have waited hours for them to show up.

The cop shop is 4 blocks from the bar. They are NEVER there. Until yesterday. When all three were there. Aloha boys. Took them two minutes to get on scene. Thank you Jesus. And (I never thought I'd say this ) thank you MPD.

And once again it just gets better.

Partner takes off. I can't sleep. Hell, I can't stop laughing. What morons. They build them big but not very smart.

My landline rings. Huh? Nobody has that number. Pick it up and it is a voice from the past. I'll call him Jeff. He was my room mate when I lived on Oahu, I did his father a couple of favors almost 30 years ago. Basicly it was my job to find Jeff after he passed out and get him safely home. His father wants to talk to me.

OK, If you look up weight in the dictionary this mans picture will be there. He is old school. Very old school. And he ain't happy. Do I know anything about blank?

Oh Baby! Fuck yes. I tell all. Hotel, sale, Rip offs , cops, EVERYTHING. He now has some serious fence mending to do. They used his name and he is not happy. When I tell him about the bust that cheers him up. A little.

Them he asks if I'm back in bussiness. You do not lie to this guy, because he knows the answer before he asks the question. I say "yes", he says "I'd like to take a look at it".

"Are you CRAZY? I just dealt with the goons. Fuck That Noise". He lets me vent for a minute, and says "I'll send Jeff. Alone, No Goons, And you can bring your muscle".

Then it hits me. The only time I have ever used "muscle" was at the hotel a few days ago. He knows what happened. Everything. I'm sure of it.

I tell him don't need muscle, but the deal happens on the spot of my choosing. He says fine. Be in at 9 AM. Today.

I have no idea how this will workout.

It may just be a real good day. :D Hell its already a good day, maybe it will be a great day.

[weeddaddy50]

at 9:00 am.........You got me.......lets here the details.:stoned:

[oldhaole]

at 9:00 am.........You got me.......lets here the details.:stoned:

Details? Where do I start?

Part of me is disgusted, Part of me is estatic. Part of me is blown away. Part of me is pissed. Part of me is torn. All of me is tired.

The deal went fine. Like selling a quarter oz. Only this qt cost north of 65 grand. Then we went golfing....not what you expected huh?

The gulch is done. Wifeys are done. And by done I mean out the door. Pau. Pay the man.

Jeff came right up to the house. No sense hide. He knows where I live anyway, or could find out easily. Just him, looks at the product, ask if it is all as good, test a few samples randomly, and says, "I want everything".

And that is redemption. The Holy Grail for growers.

When you do this, it is almost in a bubble. You have your trip going, but you don't see the competition, all you see is what is in front of you. Sure, you get stoned, but how does it match up? Has the whole rest of the island grown a better quality than me? Where do I stand?

"I want everything. How much you got?"

Bingo. I know I did good. He took three samples. And he just bought 22 lbs.
Hello Mr Franklin. Took about 30 minutes.

Jeff leaves a big stack on the table, says he has a tee time in two hours. Wana play? "Go take care of that" he says as points at the cash, meet me at Kahili top in two hours.

The top course is private. Costs like $50,000 to be a member. I play the bottom with all the other commoners, and drool at the top course. Today is one long orgasm. I wanted to play that course in the worst way.

Show up, and it's like I'm swarmed. "Wash your clubs?, would you like a massage before you hit some balls, or would you like to just go out."

My shit don't stink today. Jeff says what do you want....Oh God I just came.
The massuse was a babe. And if she was just a massuse my name is Meyer. Talk about a happy ending....I can't go there....I just can't...God, I want to cry.

I gotta get out of here, lets go play...I stunk...my mind was elsewhere.

We had a blast. Just catching up, takling story, but nothing about the last week.

As we finish Jeff says Pops wants me to stop by and say hello. O.K. He also tells me the main guy in this little rip off ring has a daddy that is a big shot, and he will be there....WTF??? The goons go down, and the boss walks? You're shittin me? I will go say hi to Pops, then I'm gone.

I go in, Say hello to Pops....And I am door bound. This stinks. Then Pops asks the thief; "Tell us the story how you paid $4500 for an lb and let this skinny haole get away". The dude is sour. They had been ragging him for a while. He looks at me and says "I should have hit your house"

Jeff starts laughing. " You scared of dogs? He has a tribe." more laughing.

By now I'm getting a bit more than pissed. This asshole skates back to daddy and his "friends" are in jail. This blows. I can't say anything. He's eating steak, and his friends are eating shit. I am so out of here.

On the way out, Jeff tells me they will take everything I have. Anytime. Their testers were very happy with it. Sorry Jeff, I'm sold out. Maybe next year.

As soon as I got home I took a shower. Wash that stench away.

The garage is empty. Spare bedroom almost. Attic is full of the best of the best. I still have 10-12 lbs that I will give away. Maybe more.

And I do mean give. From this point on everything is free. Like them apples? I got mine, the house got its. My patients got there's. You have a valid Hawaii Blue card? State ID? Come get yours. I can't legaly sell it but I can gift it all away. PM me. Offer open for 2 weeks or two lbs, whichever comes first.

Put a fork in it, I am Done. It has been one hell of a ride. I'm almost sorry its over.

I just took you thru my season, beginning to end. Seeds to sale. The full monty.

Hope you had as much fun, but not as much drama, as I did.

Later

Once more to cover my ass;

This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental...... Except the free weed. Come and get it.

[Weezard]

I'm sure you've seen the original "Magic Christian movie, Yah?
Well, brace yourself.

"If you want it, come ahead and get it, but you better hurry 'cause it's going fast":D

I am , , more than entertained.
I am touched.
Mahalo.

Weeze

[weeddaddy50]

excellantie......love it......I only hope my harvest that is 14 days away....is as successful as 50% of yours......thanks for the time you spent posting all there was to your excellent season.

Weeddaddy

[oldhaole]

There you go man.
Keep as cool as you can.
Face miles of trials with smiles.
It riles them to believe, that you percieve, the web they weave.
And keep on thinking free.

Weeddaddy....Two weeks? Now it gets fun huh? I wish you the best.

If you are comming here for a story, the story is done.

Nothing to see here.... move along....

This is my final post in this log. Party is over, last one turn out, turn off the lights.

At this point I am pretty full of myself. That needs to be fixed. So I must end this with my fuck ups.

My wife kicked my ass...there, I said it. She does not know and can not find out. Her 7 yielded more than mine. She went with all regrows, and I was dicking around with the Cali strain in a couple of holes.

My timing was off. I should have planted the cali girls two weeks later. Two of them were great, size wise, but the mold...you got to stay on top of that. The rest were pathetic. Great weed, tiny yield. Dead hole.

Paranoia = waste. Somebody said here about to take one of these, you need two guys and a u haul. That's true. I was one paranoid bastard... for nothing.

The harvest was ugly. Started great, then came apart like a cheap watch. One of my patients is still in the wind. The other saved my ass. Shit. she'll read this...She's also greedy and stupid for getting on a plane. Then comming back and sponging off of me for the rest of the year. :D

I had four holes that yielded two ozs each. That's embarassing. All on top. The top sucked. Got three good plants out of there. Wrong sun, junk soil, big rocks.

I left 15 lbs behind by going with patients Cali strains. But, I love the stuff. Grown here it is A +. My sativa strains are a solid B. But it yields 4 times the indica. Just for kicks, do you think I let Jeff see any of that? Nope. :D

This grow went 8 months. It's done To everybody that followed this I Thank You.

There's an offer a post or two back. It's for real.

Fade to black.

Later

OH

[Horsemanrocks]

The word on the street is that youâ??re a very generous guy (sez the big I guy)â?¦.I wonâ??t get to the islands in time to enjoy your most recent giftsâ?¦..but I think that at some point we should â??beat the ballâ?� at least once. Iâ??d expect a generous guy like yourself to tell me to â??pick it upâ?� anywhere inside of sayâ?¦.6 feet ?? Thatâ??s what I call a happy ending. :D:D

Horsemanhacks.

[irydyum]

I can say that in my years on this site, I have never seen anything that has brought a valid tear to my eye and a lump in my throat. I have read some pretty depressing shit around here that's made me feel bad, however nothing offered out of kindness to the degree you have offered.

Shit, odds are anyone on the island is ALREADY smoking your strain they paid for somewhere along the line, good karma for you to give a lil' back.

Thank you sincerely for offering us this glimpse into your world, it's been a hell of a ride.

BTW, maybe right now at this point in time, you should be a little full of yourself. I'm just sayin' man..... :)

[Shovelhandle]

good job with the log, Bub. :)

[oldhaole]

Horseman....Rumors are greatly exagerated...never believe them... for instance if you think I give away 6 ft gimmies.....pppffttt...dude, your high. Next time here, let me know.

Shovel...Thanks. Glad you enjoyed it, I wish you a season like this one.

I will happily launch some balls into the weeds with you.

Irydyum....My father died due to colon cancer. MJ gave him munchies. He ate, and it kept him around for a few more months....

I feel a rant comming up...hell I'm preaching to the chior. You all have heard it before.

This was my first "legal" grow. When I did this for a living, it was a different time. It was a Class A felony. I took all the risk, I kept all the money. Only fair.

Now I'm legal....who am i kidding? Now fuckin green harvest lets me keep my crop.

And notice who ate first? I got mine....and I have leftovers. What do you do with leftovers?

This is the place where I am suppose to blast growers for selling weed for profit to sick people. I'm not going to do it. We're not heartless. I'm sure most of you have a "charity case" or two. I just have a few more. You give what you can.

The healthy subsidised the sick. Works great for me.

[Weezard]

" You give what you can. "

Bless you, O.H.:)
Masterful matching of meds to da maniac.:jointsmile:
'Slike smokin' P. J. O'Roarke.:cool:


"You may be surprised to discover you're rich, especially if you're broke."
P. J. O'Rourke (http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/p/pjorour409388.html)


Today, might 'swell be a millionaire.:D


Aloha,
Wee happy zard

[deserthealer]

namaste, O.H.

[Weezard]

The word on the street is that youâ??re a very generous guy (sez the big I guy)â?¦.I wonâ??t get to the islands in time to enjoy your most recent giftsâ?¦..but I think that at some point we should â??beat the ballâ?� at least once. Iâ??d expect a generous guy like yourself to tell me to â??pick it upâ?� anywhere inside of sayâ?¦.6 feet ?? Thatâ??s what I call a happy ending. :D:D

Horsemanhacks.

What? Pick...??
Um.

Oh!
Dat's golf talk.
really had me scratchin me head dere.
(Mahalo, google)
Buncha stick-swingers up in here?:D

An' if;
"Thatâ??s what you call a happy ending."?!
I'd suggest you avoid dodgy massage parlors.:D


Howzit HMR?

Weeze

[oldhaole]

That's it boys and girls...It's done! Nothing to see here ...move along.

There is a Part two. I'm heading there. Let this go. Change gears.

It was fun,
but it's done,
there's a reason,
called short season.

It's my log, I get the last word.

Later

OH

[goliath808]

hey bro, i started a thread a few days ago and i got sent to this thread from LSY cause he said you would have a better chance of answering my questions. i live on oahu, so our climates are pretty much the same..
here are the questions i have asked, (im just gonna copy & paste the posts from my other thread so i dont have to bother re typing them)

my first post: im growing an outdoor plant and its been growing since mid september, i know this is late to start up an outdoor plant but its my first one and im just testing it out(yes im a novice).. my plant is about 8 inches tall and started flowering 2 weeks ago (i know this is small) however i still think its in the pre flower state. my plant gets direct sunlight from when the sun comes up about 6:30am till around 4, and indirect sunlight from 4 till the sun goes down about 6:30 pm. just wondering if the indirect sun will still keep my plant photosynthesizing? but besides that what i really wanna find out is how much bigger will the plant get before its ready to harvest? im scared that being that its so short it wont grow much taller nor produce much of the finished product. if anybody can give me feedback it would be much appreciated, thanks!
ps. i started my plant indoors w/o lightbulbs. its been like that in a small starter pot and for about 3 weeks and by a window for light, which is why i think its so short, and i transplanted it to a bigger pot and put it outside and its been so for about a month, in that month its growth sped up rapidly, from about 2 inches to 8 inches (a lot faster then it was doing indoors) im not using any fertelizers but doing it all organic (decomposing fruit and trimmings in the soil and adding worms to the soil) i hope this information will help.

LYS then said if he knew where im located he could help me with the question better...

my second post: i live in hawaii on the island of oahu. it never snows here.. i also live on the top part of a mountain and my back yard is pretty much forest. i heard that plants like higher altitude and the forest type enviornment. im not too sure on that one though?! the whether right now however has been raining off and on for the past few weeks (just off and on, NOT storming)which takes a lot or work off of my part being that i dont have to water the plant myself, by the time the soil dries up a little drizzle starts :thumbsup: and the temp ranges between 65-80 degrees from night and day. if there is any more information that would help be a determining factor lmk! much appreciated! mahalo!

oh also, for now imma just stick with outdoors i heard the naturall sunlight helps produce stronger more dense buds. and besides that i live with my parents and my dads a babylon. LOL. but i was planning on moving out soon and when i do ill for sure get some grow lights and keep some indoors!



this was when LYS refered me to your threads!

oh and another question i was wondering if you could try to answer is about how much mary do you think this plant would harvest when ready. im thinking only about an 8th being that its so small. if you could give a more Diffinitive answer it would be much appreciated!

[oldhaole]

Answer last question first, depending on strain you should get a half oz or less off your plant. Don't take it early. You screwed yourself by not putting it outside earlier. If you have our sun you are nuts not to use it.

The plants we grow in winter are always small. This season, you win the war with sheer numbers. It ain't hard to hide is it? Your plant will grow another few inches and go into bud.
The morning sun is way better than afternoon sun. Don't worry about indirect sun after 4 pm.
My advise would be to start more. Keep them outside in the sun. Watch for slugs and snails when they are small.

I am doing 90 day wonders now. The log is by the same name as this, only it is part 2.
Fire any more questions to me there.

Good Luck.