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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
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.
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
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.
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...
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Originally Posted by oldhaole
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
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.
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.Quote:
Originally Posted by Gare0440
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?
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