Magnus8
Well-Known Member
Hi All!
Well, welcome to my summer outside grow. I'll be growing inside at the same time, just to maximize my summertime yield.
Well, quite a show I have for you if you'll follow along (I hope). I'll be starting, from seed:
1 AK47
3 CBD Critical Mass
3 Ice Bomb
1 Northern Lights Mazar
From clones, I've got:
4 Big Bud
6 Pineapple Express
These clones come from my current grow that I'm scrogging and have just entered into flowering about 1.5 weeks ago. This, btw, has been my first ever grow. It's coming along nicely, but I'll let you check out that grow if interested via the link below my signature. The clones are attempting to root using Olivia's Rooting Gel that I picked up on Amazon. I don't think that the Big Bud's like being cloned. They haven't taken to it well. They droop, they sag, they do all kinds of things in all the wrong ways. But who cares. As long as they root and begin to uptake nutrients then I'm happy. Currenly they are housed in a plastic covered grow tray with headroom of about 7 inches for them to stand up in. My seeds, most of which have sprouted, are also housed in this same grow tray. The grow tray sits atop a root heating pad to coax the roots to grow. It is my first time using this one and I am very happy with it. It has lots of head room and contains the moisture well, while still having breathing holes that can be either opened or closed.
In this grow, I am so very excited to be growing the CBD Critical Cure. I think this is going to be a wonderful strain for me. At least I hear that its a wonderful strain for dealing with the kinds of pain issues I deal with (debilitating). I am also curious to see how large of colas I can grow on my Big Buds. I"m currently growing 2 BB inside my back bedroom along with 2 Pineapple Express (hence the clones). Big Buds are notorious for developing, under ideal circumstances, these enormous colas that can bend the plant right over. Wow. Wouldn't that be nice, eh?
So I actually began germinating my seeds about a week ago, but I'm not counting that as the beginning of my grow. I"m going to count the day the last seedling pops through as my day one because I don't want to be dealing with well, this one has 71 days, this one had 73 days, this one has 74 days, and on and on with 15 or so plants. No. Let's keep this simple and call out the days as they happen for each plant together, since they'll all begin to flower around the same time. I've checked out all my plants to see how long their growing season is and I should be able to get away with having completed grows for all of my plants, given that I"ve started them early enough.
Actually, I would have liked to have started my plants about a month earlier, grown them to a good size before taking them outside. Better yield that way. But, alas, I didn't. I didn't even consider an outdoor grow until I was sitting by the kitchen window, looking out at all the space and thinking to myself how nice it would be to utilize it better. My thinking process went something like this:
I live on a farm. Farmers grow things. I grow pot. How about farming some pot? Sounds good to me.
So yesterday I spent my day getting ready for my outdoor soil grow. Because I'm starting late for the season, I have to get some compost cooked for before I prepare to plant. So this is what I did.
I gathered up some pails that were hanging around the house and filled up 11 five-gallon pails with 3 year old chicken shit I got up from inside the old chicken coop. I got about as much as I could. This I drove down into the field to the spot I want to grow in (you'll see all this in the pics below) where I had stacked some tires 6-high. I dumped my pails into the centre of the tires and filled the tires up only halfway. Then I drove to my buddy's place who has a son who raises chickens, too. His 15 year old son filled up my 11 pails with more chicken shit and we had a great time talking about growing marijuana and smoking marijuana and using edibles and such. His father, my buddy, has no idea we have these conversations together because his father has no idea his smokes weed.
So anyway, this 15 year old kid, whom I consider a friend apart from my friendship with his father because he's such a nice guy, asked me if I would help guide him through a grow of his own, a guerrilla style grow on the family landlord's property! HAH! How funny! My buddy's kid is asking me to help him grow some weed. I couldn't say no. How many times had I wanted to grow weed as a kid and didn't have a chance to learn. That's basically what he wants help with. He needs a "grow mentor" to help guide him, whom he can ask questions of, that kind of thing. So I decided I'm going to give him 2 of my Pineapple Express clones to try growing on his own and I"ll be his grow mentor, under one condition. If his parents find out about his grow he is not, under any circumstances, to divulge my participation in mentoring him. Rather, he has to say that he learned it all from the internet.
So I told my friend (my buddy's son whose name is James) that I'd get him a clone or two to begin growing with. I've got enough. If they all survive, and it looks like they might, then I've got more than I need. Literally. And I chose the Pineapple Express because they're high THC content plants, James' personal favourites. That should secure some lasting loyalty from him. Right now, whenever I go there to get water (don't as about my water situation. Sigh.) James is always there to carry the 5 gallon pails to my vehicle for me, not letting me lift a finger because of my back. He's a good kid. A really good kid. And I'd love to help him out and teach him what I know. Which isn't a lot, but it is a little bit valuable. And if I could give back what has been given to me so far, well, that would be like gold.
But enough talk. How about some pics?
This first photo shows the homestead where I live, out in Alberta. On the right hand side you can see the trailer I inhabit and you can see the various buildings and cow trails on the land.
Within the next couple of days I"m going to start a cow shit manure pile, too. I'll use the chicken manure on the plants during their initial vegging because chicken manure has tons and tons of nitrogen to add to the soil. I"m starting my manure pile a little late, though, and I"m somewhat concerned that the manure might be too hot to give to the plants by the time I transplant them to bigger, outdoor cloth pots. The cow manure I'll give to them later on in the growing season as I get closer to flowering. You really don't want all that nitrogen in the soil when you go into flowering. By that time, you want most of the nitrogen to be depleted from the grow and you want to be left with mostly the nutrients that you need to flower. Like phosphorous and a bunch of trace elements.
In order to up my nitrogen level of my chicken manure (because you want as much nitrogen as you can get), I've been collecting my urine. Okay, stop grossing out. There's nothing wrong with it. It decomposes into just its base nutrients, like all biological matter, it breaks down and becomes the stuff that life is made of. You cannot use human faeces, but you CAN use human urine. So I'm upping my nitrogen levels by pouring, every morning, the day before's collected urine.
Hey, I'll do almost anything to get good weed from a good grow. Won't you?
So here's the pic of the homestead:
These next two shots show where I'm going to grow. My plot will be along the fence of the next farmer over's own hayfield. He'll be in once to seed at the beginning of spring, and then he'll leave his field alone until fall when haying season is upon him. So I plan on planting (I'm actually going to be using homemade 20 - 15 gallon cloth pots to grow in) within days after he's planted himself so that he doesn't see any of the bags. Then, at the end of the fall when haying season is upon us, I'll either have already harvested or I'll be damned close to harvesting.
Will the farmer narc on me? I doubt it. First of all he would have to recognize the type of plant I'm growing. Second, people out here tend to keep to themselves and not bother each other. Will he narc? I don't know for sure. It's a chance I'm going to have to take. Hey, it adds some excitement to the grow, eh?
So my grow will happen along his field. On our side of the fence, there's a row of fenceposts already pounded into the soil (I don't know why they are there, it's kind of a weird place for fenceposts, but who is looking a gift horse in the mouth?
This next shot shows a problem. Being, that the barbed wire on the fence posts has been removed previously, thereby necessitating me to put up some new barbed wire to keep the cows out and keep them from eating my beautiful little plants. Because cows love weed almost as much as I love weed! And that's a lot, by the way!
So here's my compost heap, covered in a blue tarp to keep the heat in and contained in the middle of 6 tires to keep the heat in:
Inside the tires, I have filled it with chicken shit leaving lots of air inside and without packing it tightly. The key to making compost that cooks properly is to keep it moist. Very moist. That way that beneficial organisms that live in compost and do such good work in your garden grow because of the warmth. But if it gets too hot and cooks at too high a temperature, then these organisms might be destroyed, too. So it's a fine balance to walk and you can buy a composting thermometre that helps tell you whether the compost is getting too warm for the organisms' beneficial welfare.
Bet you never knew there was so much to learn about shit, right? So here's the pic:
And for my last trick, I give you a vision into the extra chicken shit that I had left over that didn't fit into the compost heap. Instead, I dumped it to the side and within days James and his father will come with a cartload of chicken shit/bedding that i can use to compost and have for next year, already composted, already ready to grow.
So there you have it. The beginnings of my summer grow. I'm not going to show pics of the seedlings yet, since there's still one to pop up and, like I said up top, I want to consider them all together as being on day one. So when that seedling pops (I figure 2 days, maybe 3 because I can already see a little bit of white growing when I look down into the hole of the Rapid Rooter I used for it.
So, given that, I bid you adieu and wish you all a great day ahead.
Well, welcome to my summer outside grow. I'll be growing inside at the same time, just to maximize my summertime yield.
Well, quite a show I have for you if you'll follow along (I hope). I'll be starting, from seed:
1 AK47
3 CBD Critical Mass
3 Ice Bomb
1 Northern Lights Mazar
From clones, I've got:
4 Big Bud
6 Pineapple Express
These clones come from my current grow that I'm scrogging and have just entered into flowering about 1.5 weeks ago. This, btw, has been my first ever grow. It's coming along nicely, but I'll let you check out that grow if interested via the link below my signature. The clones are attempting to root using Olivia's Rooting Gel that I picked up on Amazon. I don't think that the Big Bud's like being cloned. They haven't taken to it well. They droop, they sag, they do all kinds of things in all the wrong ways. But who cares. As long as they root and begin to uptake nutrients then I'm happy. Currenly they are housed in a plastic covered grow tray with headroom of about 7 inches for them to stand up in. My seeds, most of which have sprouted, are also housed in this same grow tray. The grow tray sits atop a root heating pad to coax the roots to grow. It is my first time using this one and I am very happy with it. It has lots of head room and contains the moisture well, while still having breathing holes that can be either opened or closed.
In this grow, I am so very excited to be growing the CBD Critical Cure. I think this is going to be a wonderful strain for me. At least I hear that its a wonderful strain for dealing with the kinds of pain issues I deal with (debilitating). I am also curious to see how large of colas I can grow on my Big Buds. I"m currently growing 2 BB inside my back bedroom along with 2 Pineapple Express (hence the clones). Big Buds are notorious for developing, under ideal circumstances, these enormous colas that can bend the plant right over. Wow. Wouldn't that be nice, eh?
So I actually began germinating my seeds about a week ago, but I'm not counting that as the beginning of my grow. I"m going to count the day the last seedling pops through as my day one because I don't want to be dealing with well, this one has 71 days, this one had 73 days, this one has 74 days, and on and on with 15 or so plants. No. Let's keep this simple and call out the days as they happen for each plant together, since they'll all begin to flower around the same time. I've checked out all my plants to see how long their growing season is and I should be able to get away with having completed grows for all of my plants, given that I"ve started them early enough.
Actually, I would have liked to have started my plants about a month earlier, grown them to a good size before taking them outside. Better yield that way. But, alas, I didn't. I didn't even consider an outdoor grow until I was sitting by the kitchen window, looking out at all the space and thinking to myself how nice it would be to utilize it better. My thinking process went something like this:
I live on a farm. Farmers grow things. I grow pot. How about farming some pot? Sounds good to me.
So yesterday I spent my day getting ready for my outdoor soil grow. Because I'm starting late for the season, I have to get some compost cooked for before I prepare to plant. So this is what I did.
I gathered up some pails that were hanging around the house and filled up 11 five-gallon pails with 3 year old chicken shit I got up from inside the old chicken coop. I got about as much as I could. This I drove down into the field to the spot I want to grow in (you'll see all this in the pics below) where I had stacked some tires 6-high. I dumped my pails into the centre of the tires and filled the tires up only halfway. Then I drove to my buddy's place who has a son who raises chickens, too. His 15 year old son filled up my 11 pails with more chicken shit and we had a great time talking about growing marijuana and smoking marijuana and using edibles and such. His father, my buddy, has no idea we have these conversations together because his father has no idea his smokes weed.
So anyway, this 15 year old kid, whom I consider a friend apart from my friendship with his father because he's such a nice guy, asked me if I would help guide him through a grow of his own, a guerrilla style grow on the family landlord's property! HAH! How funny! My buddy's kid is asking me to help him grow some weed. I couldn't say no. How many times had I wanted to grow weed as a kid and didn't have a chance to learn. That's basically what he wants help with. He needs a "grow mentor" to help guide him, whom he can ask questions of, that kind of thing. So I decided I'm going to give him 2 of my Pineapple Express clones to try growing on his own and I"ll be his grow mentor, under one condition. If his parents find out about his grow he is not, under any circumstances, to divulge my participation in mentoring him. Rather, he has to say that he learned it all from the internet.
So I told my friend (my buddy's son whose name is James) that I'd get him a clone or two to begin growing with. I've got enough. If they all survive, and it looks like they might, then I've got more than I need. Literally. And I chose the Pineapple Express because they're high THC content plants, James' personal favourites. That should secure some lasting loyalty from him. Right now, whenever I go there to get water (don't as about my water situation. Sigh.) James is always there to carry the 5 gallon pails to my vehicle for me, not letting me lift a finger because of my back. He's a good kid. A really good kid. And I'd love to help him out and teach him what I know. Which isn't a lot, but it is a little bit valuable. And if I could give back what has been given to me so far, well, that would be like gold.
But enough talk. How about some pics?
This first photo shows the homestead where I live, out in Alberta. On the right hand side you can see the trailer I inhabit and you can see the various buildings and cow trails on the land.
Within the next couple of days I"m going to start a cow shit manure pile, too. I'll use the chicken manure on the plants during their initial vegging because chicken manure has tons and tons of nitrogen to add to the soil. I"m starting my manure pile a little late, though, and I"m somewhat concerned that the manure might be too hot to give to the plants by the time I transplant them to bigger, outdoor cloth pots. The cow manure I'll give to them later on in the growing season as I get closer to flowering. You really don't want all that nitrogen in the soil when you go into flowering. By that time, you want most of the nitrogen to be depleted from the grow and you want to be left with mostly the nutrients that you need to flower. Like phosphorous and a bunch of trace elements.
In order to up my nitrogen level of my chicken manure (because you want as much nitrogen as you can get), I've been collecting my urine. Okay, stop grossing out. There's nothing wrong with it. It decomposes into just its base nutrients, like all biological matter, it breaks down and becomes the stuff that life is made of. You cannot use human faeces, but you CAN use human urine. So I'm upping my nitrogen levels by pouring, every morning, the day before's collected urine.
Hey, I'll do almost anything to get good weed from a good grow. Won't you?
So here's the pic of the homestead:
These next two shots show where I'm going to grow. My plot will be along the fence of the next farmer over's own hayfield. He'll be in once to seed at the beginning of spring, and then he'll leave his field alone until fall when haying season is upon him. So I plan on planting (I'm actually going to be using homemade 20 - 15 gallon cloth pots to grow in) within days after he's planted himself so that he doesn't see any of the bags. Then, at the end of the fall when haying season is upon us, I'll either have already harvested or I'll be damned close to harvesting.
Will the farmer narc on me? I doubt it. First of all he would have to recognize the type of plant I'm growing. Second, people out here tend to keep to themselves and not bother each other. Will he narc? I don't know for sure. It's a chance I'm going to have to take. Hey, it adds some excitement to the grow, eh?
So my grow will happen along his field. On our side of the fence, there's a row of fenceposts already pounded into the soil (I don't know why they are there, it's kind of a weird place for fenceposts, but who is looking a gift horse in the mouth?
This next shot shows a problem. Being, that the barbed wire on the fence posts has been removed previously, thereby necessitating me to put up some new barbed wire to keep the cows out and keep them from eating my beautiful little plants. Because cows love weed almost as much as I love weed! And that's a lot, by the way!
So here's my compost heap, covered in a blue tarp to keep the heat in and contained in the middle of 6 tires to keep the heat in:
Inside the tires, I have filled it with chicken shit leaving lots of air inside and without packing it tightly. The key to making compost that cooks properly is to keep it moist. Very moist. That way that beneficial organisms that live in compost and do such good work in your garden grow because of the warmth. But if it gets too hot and cooks at too high a temperature, then these organisms might be destroyed, too. So it's a fine balance to walk and you can buy a composting thermometre that helps tell you whether the compost is getting too warm for the organisms' beneficial welfare.
Bet you never knew there was so much to learn about shit, right? So here's the pic:
And for my last trick, I give you a vision into the extra chicken shit that I had left over that didn't fit into the compost heap. Instead, I dumped it to the side and within days James and his father will come with a cartload of chicken shit/bedding that i can use to compost and have for next year, already composted, already ready to grow.
So there you have it. The beginnings of my summer grow. I'm not going to show pics of the seedlings yet, since there's still one to pop up and, like I said up top, I want to consider them all together as being on day one. So when that seedling pops (I figure 2 days, maybe 3 because I can already see a little bit of white growing when I look down into the hole of the Rapid Rooter I used for it.
So, given that, I bid you adieu and wish you all a great day ahead.
Off to a good start. I'll try to keep a close eye on your adventure. Outdoor grows have their own drama and beauty.
