Thanks MI. Oh cool I’m glad the little Chocolope is alive, and I think PotChimp’s is as well. This will be fun.
I think mine will make it as well. Seems to be getting a little less floppy and maybe starting to grow a few more leaves even. :thumb:
 
But it often seemed to me like the magic of the city just wasn’t there when I looked for it

You just ain't found the right one yet. Keep an open mind. Like you, I find most dreary and sham like... real sham like.
I'd be curious to test the Hong Kong vibe sometime during my life.

I can keep my fantasy paradise bubble life going very strong.

You hit my technique on the head. I use different words, and when someone introduces wrinkles, I often accuse them of "Harshing my vibe"... I swing a bit more towards hippie lingo.

Grew up in the farmlands and spent any available time in the woods.... but I like the local tourist flow and the constant banter. I'm a visitor to the lands of my youth these days. Sad.... some, but probably for the best.
 
Cobs, pros and cons?
 
not fer me to answer but i will anyhoooo,, yep, he do,, black ones,, look like fishermans mitts but but i think they are kinda normal rubber gloves, but i know nuttin at all really,, just they are black,, and usually very sticky lookin

heya weaseley,, just a test shot from my fone


the g.t. up close but not very personal at all, me fone camera is a bit lacking to say the least

so funny how i got this thing bent and twisted in my little space,, another shot but hard to see it well, or at all


that's the gt lower left, back corner,, twisting all the way thru me screen and up the other side,, buds a bit denser than the mack (mama blah/blah blah), but very similar in a whole messa ways

so your suggestion to start a journal might have taken,, not positive but i could use the help with my rebuilded grow space,, so me thinks a journal might be the way to go

now iffin i could only think up a name for it,, can't have a journal without a tittle fer it

and i will have to figure out how to fix my siggy links,, none of em work anymore,, i am sure there is a post about all that

cheers fer now friend,, enjoy the holiday,, whatever one it actually is,, i just thot, i have no idea what this holiday is called,, dern good thing one can have a holiday without having a tittle fer it,, ha

karma sent friend

sry, still testing,,

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heya friend,, just a knote,, i have a knook now,, new link in me siggy,,
 
Hey everyone, I'm just after some advice as to whether my plants are done. Due to being SNAFU for awhile I didn't remember the dates that I flipped the lights and now I'm wanting to be sure I'm not too early or too late for the harvest window. The pictures aren't up to much because of some vertical lines caused by the CMH but hopefully you'll get the idea, what do you think...Due or leave them longer? The one at the back is a Sativa and I expect that to go for a few weeks yet, thanks for any help received:

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I could get some better pictures if needed tomorrow but hopefully these will be enough.
 
I've not managed to get them under the microscope yet so can't tell for sure, the pistils are at least 70% receding though so I'm tempted to chop, but there's still a lot of green in those leaves and that tells me no. I'm hoping someone can tell by the overall look of the plants if possible.
 
Sorry friends. Doesn’t take long to get far behind around here. I’ve been trying constantly to get to at least these posts on my journal, and constantly being dragged away before I can. Just heading out kayaking for a week, then off on another trip a day after I get back from that one. It’s been pretty hectic tying up as many loose ends as I can.

You just ain't found the right one yet. Keep an open mind. Like you, I find most dreary and sham like... real sham like.
I'd be curious to test the Hong Kong vibe sometime during my life..


I’ll absolutely keep an open mind. All that New Orleans music, and musical history... the magic of the city. Makes me jealous. A little.
I never stayed in Hong Kong very long- just a few days here and there- stopovers and shopping trips to stock up on stuff like photography gear before trips. It is a pretty funky place, for what is basically a shrine to the worship of wealth and power. I mean all cities are such- but that place is little else. Its really hopping and humming. Some memories that stick with me - all the street food carts selling obscure foods, the little parks crowded with people doing tai chi in the mornings, and walking around seeing all those huge glittering modern skyscrapers being built in the centre of these crazy primitive bamboo scaffolding structures, by thousands of very raggedy looking workers. A constant contrast between poverty and insane wealth.


Cobs, pros and cons?


Now this is a bit of a tough one. Research continues. A couple things I can say.

Something about the cobbing must decarb the bud to some extent- turns it into an edible. I tried eating some plain Honduras bud and it had a small effect, but eating a much smaller chunk of cob made from the same bud had a much stronger effect. If you’re eating it, it takes very little cob to go on a long strange trip.

Another thing- it seems to cure the bud very nicely and makes for a nice tasty mellow smoke. And it’s nice to smoke that brown fermented bud again. The same thing I used to get when I was younger.

But when it comes to the difference between smoking cob and smoking uncobbed bud- I haven’t quite nailed that down yet. There is a difference but the difference seems to vary among the different cobs I’ve made. And the cons change as they age. I need to do more side by side tests.

I’m not all that scientific. I smoke it, I get high... i forget. I’m super busy. This summer I am regularly smoking over a half dozen varieties, some cobbed and some uncobbed. Or at least I was till the Carnival stole the limelight. Each high is a bit different. I have the memory of a goldfish. Etc.

But the cobbed high is different. I did definitely notice that the GT x Thai Stick cob gave a mellower high than the plain bud. The uncobbed stuff seems more speedy and less comfortable.


I’d say more about this, and will sometime, but I’ve only got a few minutes to write this. I know it’s vague. But vague is kind of where I’m at right now. I think I’ll be able to say more when my Carnival cob is ready.


Hey weaselcracker, I gots a question for ya. Do you wear gloves when you trim? Do you do it to keep the weed off your hands?

Those gloves are the thin stretchy nitrile ones. The sort you sometimes see on shelves in hospitals while you’re waiting nervously. I don’t actually like to wear gloves at all if possible, bare hands are nicer. But I wear them when I’m dealing with very sticky bud like the P Chunk. It’s just so nasty and stinky. My phone/camera gets caked in goo, my arms, scissors, clothes, everything I touch- and the smell spreads everywhere and lasts for a couple days. It makes me feel a little ill while I’m trying to sleep and it’s slathered all over me.


So in those cases I’ll wear gloves and an old jacket or long- sleeved shirt, and remove them every time I take a break from trimming.


I can change my clothes, clean any sticky parts with vegetable oil followed by soap and water- and be more or less normal smelling fairly quickly.

I wear gloves more often when there’s a possibility of being interrupted by visitors. I don’t like the idea of being that stoned deer in the headlights shaking sticky hands with some entire family of Jehovah’s Witnesses that ‘Just came by to read some inspirational verses and bring this nice magazine’. It’s an uncomfortable feeling. It wouldn’t be the end of the world if somebody caught me out and knew I was growing. But what’s done can’t be undone. I like my privacy.


not fer me to answer but i will anyhoooo,, yep, he do,, black ones,, look like fishermans mitts but but i think they are kinda normal rubber gloves, but i know nuttin at all really,, just they are black,, and usually very sticky lookin

heya weaseley,, just a test shot from my fone

the g.t. up close but not very personal at all, me fone camera is a bit lacking to say the least

so funny how i got this thing bent and twisted in my little space,, another shot but hard to see it well, or at all


that's the gt lower left, back corner,, twisting all the way thru me screen and up the other side,, buds a bit denser than the mack (mama blah/blah blah), but very similar in a whole messa ways

so your suggestion to start a journal might have taken,, not positive but i could use the help with my rebuilded grow space,, so me thinks a journal might be the way to go

now iffin i could only think up a name for it,, can't have a journal without a tittle fer it

i will have to figure out how to fix my siggy links,, none of em work anymore,, i am sure there is a post about all that

cheers fer now friend,, enjoy the holiday,, whatever one it actually is,, i just thot, i have no idea what this holiday is called,, dern good thing one can have a holiday without having a tittle fer it,, ha

karma sent friend
sry, still testing,,


Ask and you shall receive... :) Made it to the journal briefly as you know. Looks like it’s going to be a great one. I think you might be one of the few people in the world growing a plant like that GT cross under CFLs.
 
Hey everyone, I'm just after some advice as to whether my plants are done. Due to being SNAFU for awhile I didn't remember the dates that I flipped the lights and now I'm wanting to be sure I'm not too early or too late for the harvest window. The pictures aren't up to much because of some vertical lines caused by the CMH but hopefully you'll get the idea, what do you think...Due or leave them longer? The one at the back is a Sativa and I expect that to go for a few weeks yet, thanks for any help received:

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I could get some better pictures if needed tomorrow but hopefully these will be enough.

Kriaze - it looks like those plants have had a bit of a hard go of things- so that makes it a little harder to judge. Like you- it’s the green that’s left in them that makes me pause. I think it’s partly just a hangup of mine -but I have a hard time harvesting a plant that has a lot of green leaves left on it. I see other people on the forum every day doing it, so I guess it’s not a problem, but I really like to leave them till they just look ripe. If they were mine I would flush if possible and wait another week or more. Sometimes I use something like Clearex- it does seem to clear that green out faster.

But again- It’s just a habit of mine, and I’m really in the minority. I haven’t even sat down and compared the high from bud harvested late - to bud harvested early. I just know something feels right to me when the plant has that ‘end of season’ look. Yellowing leaves, sticky white buds...

One thing I sometimes do when I’m unsure is to just trim off some lower or midsection buds. I find when I actually have them under the scissors I can tell much better what I’m looking at. I’ve dragged many a plant out of the flowering room and realized only after I started trimming that it was too soon.


Alright- I’m off boating and out of cell range in a few minutes. Hope all’s well with you guys and I’ll check in when I’m able. I’m going to make sure to be a little more prepared when I’m halibut fishing this time- that last episode was... hard work.

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I just want to say first that if someone wanders in here (in the 'bright future') and this journal is 100 pages long by then and you think you have to read through the whole journal to 'catch up', don't worry about doing that, unless you want to. That 'catching up' business can be a killer, and you'll totally like just die of boredom halfway through.
Just skip past this old written crap right to the present time. If you want.
Ask me questions and if you're confused you are in the right place and I am sure I will be able to help you
somehow.

i started on page one.... And read the above... Figured I would jump ahead for the first time.... And now I'm gonna have to go back and read it all. I like pictures and life stories.... Should have just kept on reading lol enjoy your trip(s)!
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I didn't think of you once for a whole week.

I lied. Gotta eat those words.
I saw a photo of my Father-in-law (ish) trying to deal with a sea otter that was trying to hitch a ride on the front of his kayak off the California coast. My thoughts went immediatly to the fishing shot and I dug it up and shared it.


I wear gloves more often when there’s a possibility of being interrupted by visitors. I don’t like the idea of being that stoned deer in the headlights shaking sticky hands with some entire family of Jehovah’s Witnesses that ‘Just came by to read some inspirational verses and bring this nice magazine’.

.... but it sure would be funny!
 
Hey pjs420 - welcome :) - just make yourself comfortable and read/skip over whatever you like- as you please. This journal is a bit sporadic anyway and I try to resist the pressure to worry about constantly keeping it all updated and together- so please feel free to come and go as you like. This ‘catching up’ business is near impossible in life anyway.

Oooh- sea otter trying to hitch a ride - that sounds a mite stressful. It’s a vulnerable feeling being out there sometimes - I’ve had a few nerve rattling encounters with sea lions and whales and definitely don’t pick up hitch hikers if I can avoid it.

Just getting back in range now and back to the land of cars and roads, tired, wet and sunburnt. The gf and I went out to some of the island groups around here and camped and kayaked for a few days. Spent most of the trip in one lovely bay, locked in by a strong northwest wind, where we mainly lolled in the sun and roasted and ate and drank things... explored beaches and hiked around a little. Managed to escape from there two days ago, not without a little terror in the waves, and spent our last night camped on High Island- called so because of its height but we also found alternate reasons. It’s yet another beautiful spot I hadn’t stopped at before - gets hit by a fair number of kayaking groups in the tourist season but by this time of the year all is deserted in the area.
The wildfires in the province must getting closer to the coast now because in the east we could see a low line of smoky looking cloud sometimes. Made for nice sunrises.
Didn’t catch many fish from the kayak this trip- just a few small rockfish- we had tons of food and lots of shellfish to pick, and the waves outside the bays were far too big to fish in with any shred of sanity. On the first day on the way down I went out in a friend’s skiff and caught two small/medium size ones right away- around 35 and 50 pounds. So the motivation level to go through another epic fish battle was lowered even further.
Heading home today and hopefully will find the precious planties alive. Then just enough time to deal with everything and pack for the next trip.
 
.... but it sure would be funny!

Ha ha. Yes -but I’ve been through that quite a few times before! One time when I lived in a different shack than the current one, which was situated on a long sandy beach, I went out kayaking and was flipped and trashed by the surf in my way back in- ran/sloshed back to the cabin as quick as I could and stripped all my clothes off outside the door, and had just got them off shivering like a bastard when - lo and behold there was an immaculately dressed lady standing there in the doorway, with a young boy in a suit. I still had a wool hat on my head, hanging askew and drizzling freezing salt water down over me and into my flaming red eyes. I’m sure I looked just f$$king great. The funny part is that instead of just calling it quits she kind of politely scuttled just far enough around the corner to be out of sight, while she started reading me verses from the bible! Meanwhile her kid stood right there and stared at me wide eyed and I cringed and shivered. A soul in desperate need of saving she must have reckoned. Problem is that’s what they usually seem to think when they catch me.
 
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