jamaican red, pls tell me it exists and if so where might you get seeds of it?
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green_nobody
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never heard of this one, would be interesting to know
the only jamaican strain i ever tried was something like "jamaican pearl" or so *no beatin on me, i'm stoned* and that was awesome if i'm still correct about that
the only jamaican strain i ever tried was something like "jamaican pearl" or so *no beatin on me, i'm stoned* and that was awesome if i'm still correct about that
pandabear
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thats what I found out when I tried to google it. but I think jamacan red was well known strain way back when. I think they mention it in Cheech & Chong up in smoke movie.
midgradeindasouth
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Isn't in panama red.
Panama Red - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
I think this is what you are talking about.
Panama Red - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
I think this is what you are talking about.
midgradeindasouth
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yeah, that is the only red that comes to mind.
I used to get it in the early 90's.
I have not seen it in a long time.
I used to get it in the early 90's.
I have not seen it in a long time.
jazer
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re: "psychadelic effects"
I've tried a lot of hallucinogens and nothing seems to work for me - I just don't see things... however...
Around '96 I was working with the 2 dreadlocked teenagers that had been growing out in BC. They introduced me to 'chemo' and 4 of us shared a generously rolled joint of the stuff. I tripped out for about half an hour - full on hallucination, more intense than my experiences with mushrooms and LSD.
It prob won't do the same for you, but I highly reccommend the stuff. Five stars. Number one quality.
(or just swap some chronic for DMT and do the job proper)
I've tried a lot of hallucinogens and nothing seems to work for me - I just don't see things... however...
Around '96 I was working with the 2 dreadlocked teenagers that had been growing out in BC. They introduced me to 'chemo' and 4 of us shared a generously rolled joint of the stuff. I tripped out for about half an hour - full on hallucination, more intense than my experiences with mushrooms and LSD.
It prob won't do the same for you, but I highly reccommend the stuff. Five stars. Number one quality.
(or just swap some chronic for DMT and do the job proper)
pandabear
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I will do more indepth research and post
Jamaica - 12 Cannabis Seeds
This well-known pure lambsbread ganja from the Blue Mountains was Bob Marleys inspiration. The Rastafarians declare that this is the best strain on the Island. It grows to medium height and makes you feel Irie. Grow this early flowerer outside or use a windblower to make it firm and strong. Very attractive bushy ganja plant. THC = 12%
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Jamaica - 12 Cannabis Seeds
This well-known pure lambsbread ganja from the Blue Mountains was Bob Marleys inspiration. The Rastafarians declare that this is the best strain on the Island. It grows to medium height and makes you feel Irie. Grow this early flowerer outside or use a windblower to make it firm and strong. Very attractive bushy ganja plant. THC = 12%
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- Flowering - 66 Days
- Height - 150 Cm
- Yield - 450 grams
- StrainType - Indica/Sativa
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Jamaica is home to Sativas of astounding quality and potency, selectively bred for countless generations, so it seems strange that Caribbean genotypes are relatively rare in modern breeding. The enthusiasm which greeted Marley's Collie showed Sensi Seeds that growers everywhere are keen to sample the delights of genuine sinse. The years of breeding work behind our Collie strain had produced some very interesting possibilities involving Jamaican gene-stock, the most promising of which was the project to develop a hybrid with dominant Jamaican qualities that could succeed in the northern summer,
Starting with the exquisite female parent of Marleys Collie, the perfect pollen donor was found in our favourite Early Pearl male. Known for producing tough, fast-flowering offspring, this sweet Sativa was also less likely to dilute the Jamaicans breezy cerebral high or interfere with her tropical flavours. As with Marley's Collie, the new f1 crossing impressed Sensis breeders straight away. Test-grows produced consistent, powerful plants with a rapid mostly-Sativa growth pattern and the desired combination of weight, flavour and potency. Jamaican Pearl was added the Sensi Seed Bank collection and has quickly become one of our most popular outdoor strains.
As a plant that can flourish in the European summer, Jamaican Pearl can therefore perform brilliantly in almost any climate or situation. Indoor growers who may be put off by the higher prices of tropical strains should consider adding this variety to their room. When treated like any other indoor Sativa, Jamaican Pearl will give fantastic results under lights.
Flowering: October 1
Height: 200-300 cm
Yield: up to 400 gr
pandabear
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The legend of Panama Red" (by anonymous)
"In this story,you will learn who and how this 12 ton load of Panama Red was smuggled into California.Have you ever heard the legend of Panama Red?I mean you have heard of Panama Red,haven´t you?Well,here´s the true story about a load that came into California in 1969. I drove up Highway 1,to Maple Street,in Tam Valley,and turned left;if you know where this is,it´s near Mill Valley.I went to my connection´s house to see what exotic weed had come in.He had Yucatan Green,which was fully filled into white plastic bags.It had a fruity aroma,and you could uncoil the kiwi colored green leavesa into their natural finger and hand shapes.I´d never seen weed cured this well.It was somewhat cured like pliable tobacco leaves.The price was $150.a pound which was a lot back in those days..Next a brown grocery sack came out of the closet,which I noticed was full of white plastic bags and the brown grocery bags. From my quick glance I estimated about 10 bags of weed in all. As the top of the brown bags was unfolded I immediatelly smelled the strong aroma of fresh tilled earth, perhaps the smell when you turn over a mulching log, combined with red clay. Then,I distinguished another smell. The smell of fresh earth was mixed with a strong hashish smell. A handful of the well dried small buds was pulled out and laid on the stainless steel plate of the triple-beam. I was in wonder as I had never seen any weed that wasn´t green or gold. To my amazement these small buds were a bright rusty color. Not brown like the colombian gold I scored a few years later, but you know, a rusty red color. I asked: where´s this weed from? My connection told me the story.
This is Panama Red.This stuff grows in the mountains north of the Panama canal. The soil is red to black, with rain all the time. It´s impossible to get this weed but I have access to about a ton of it. How much is for a pound? I asked him. It´s $220 a pound. My wad of cash choked in my pocket, as I had thought that the Yucatan Green was expensive. He could read me. He pulled out a paper from his Zig-Zag pack, and rolled a pinhead joint. Then he lit it up, making a yellow flame as the empty paper end burned into the weed. He took the first puff, which sent off two intertwined lines of blue gray hashish like smoke, heading towards the ceiling. If this were possible, he looked even more euphoric from the one hit;and his eyes rolled back,and closed,as he slowly stabbed the smoking pinner across the table in my direction.As I reached out for it,he said in a choked breath while exhaling smoke: You´ll probably never get weed this good again. I knew his word was always true. My connection and his group had smuggled hashish from Afghanistan, India and Morocco. He´d been busted for importing hash in the bottom of a crate of snakes. He always had exotic weed and hash. He wouldn´t mess around with the weed I could get from the piulots in my part of the state. The only stuff I could get in my area was Mexican weed which ran about $80. to $120. a brick. We called this weed reg. for regular. The reg. kilos or bricks came wrapped in red, green or blue construction paper and was taped off with masking tape. This was the regular bottom-line non-exotic weed that was somewhat harsh to the throat but got you stoned. We resold for $10. a lid, or if you weren´t around back then,a lid is an ounce. The hashish smell of the pinner was overcoming my thougths, as I took a hit of pure heaven. The smoke was so smooth, with a taste just like it´s unburnt smell of fresh earth and hashish. I thought it tastred like Lebanese Red hash, mixed with fresh earth, as I barely watched the smoke vining it´s way upwards.It was hash without the bite. Then the stone came on as I took my second hit.My senses suddenly kicked into the hyper space as I became acutely aware of everything. My hearing, my thinking, my senses were all rocketed into Stonesville, which is a different place for everyone of us. Within a minute I reallized I was really stoned I laughed.Shortly after three hits, I started seeing trails, colors, and realized this weed was a psychedelic high too.Lots of colors.and laughs, in a mellow floating state.A weed to bring out your innermost thoughts, to philosophize,about the finer points of life and existence, with those of like mind.
In 1969, I bought five pounds of Panama Red, which is the most stony weed I have ever smoked, even to this day. When I got back home where the local hippies were used to the $1o.price of an ounce of reg., I knew I couldn´t sell the rusty red weed. First, since it wasn´t green, they wouldn´t believe it was weed. Second, the price would be about four times what they were used to paying for an ounce of reg. weed. I kept telling myself nobody was ready for this rusty weed, which could send anybody, especially these locals to heaven. I knew that if I rolled pinners.it would take me years to smoke all this exotic weed. I figured at least 80 joints to an oz., and I had 80 ozs., and let´s see that´s 6400 joints. I couldn´t take time to do one a day, so I figured maybe 150 a year, and um.it would take me over 42 years to smoke all of this weed. It would loose it´s potency after a year or two. Then the lightbulb came on. I´d roll up about 10 pinners and just give them away. I understood that even my friends could figure out that this was the best weed in the world. After they had smoked this fantastic weed, they would realize how stoned they were, and with the weed rolled up, they wouldn´t know that it wasn´t green!Great idea!I reached into my pocket again as I arrived at the toll on the Golden Gate bridge entering SF,stoned out of my mind. I want you to know something, when I got home that´s exactly what I did. I passed out the pinners and asked my friends just to try it and give me their opinions. They questioned me about the small sized joints, and I said what are you complaining about? it´s free!.Then the phone started ringing with questions like: What was that? Is that laced with acid? That can´t be ordinary weed. Do you have any more? Then I got to tell the story of PR to them.which if ever smiçokeds the real thing, I need not say more.
MEETING THE SMUGGLER
On another score trip north,about a month later,I discovered that my connection had moved to Stinson Beach.You might know where he moved if you ever went there.It was the third house back from the beach,it was on the left,the one with the purple door.When the purple door opened I gasped as I thought I saw my dad sitting down counting cash on a coffee table.I realized that it really wasn´t my Dad,but the guy was a dead ringer for my Dad.He had a receding conservative haircut,with brown hair and graying sideburns.Same facial features.My connection introduced him,and for his protection,I´ll just call him Roy.Roy was counting out $40.000.cash,another installment for the fronting of his illegal,precious cargo of PR to my connection.This was alot of money for a weed deal back in 1969,and probably,one of the hundred bags of money picked up by Roy.You figure it out.If he sold his PR for only $120 a pound,times 24.000 pounds he grossed about $2.9 million from his load.Thirty years ago,this money had the purchasing power of about 4 times more than what it would buy today.However,I have no idea what PR would cost today as I have never found it again.I´ve had Colombian Gold,but it´s more of a brown tobacco color.Red is very earthy,rusty color and I haven´t seen any counterfeit stuff offered.I haven´t even seen the seeds offered.The $40.000 Roy was counting out was only a payment for about 300 pounds.Payment for a ton would be $240.000.Don´t forget he had the money for selling the fish too.Roy was a very candid person,treating meas if he´d known me his whole life. He explained the PR saga. He bought a surplus submarine chaser,a 90 footer.He sold most of the military gear and paid for the vessel with money left over:It was a typical government deal where millions were spend to build and outfit the ship,and then it was later sold by peanuts: Roy outfitted it as a fishing boat:he got acrew together and went south:He loaded in 12 tons of PR,and then he and his crew went fishing...got a small fleet of fishing and sailboats together. This fleet was obviously pre-planned.The fleet was a fleet of dealers who went under the Golden Gate Bridge out about 25 miles,and towards the Farallon islands ,where the PR was quickly offloaded onto those smaller boats.One Harbor Master inside the bay was in on it too,so there was a little chance of anybody getting caught.I can´t tell you if it was day or night, foggy or anything about the conditions, but I do know from other smugglers that they use the worst weather conditions for all their activities.If it´s hard for them,it´s hard for the cops to catch them:Roy said he retired off this trip.I grew some plants from the VERY SMALL BROWN SEEDS:The plants had stalks with alternating green and purple vertical lines.The dark green leaves had purple veins:I got tired of wartering them,so I sold the crop where it stood by selling a map with it´s location.My friends nicknamed me Panama red for waking them to this high.There´s been no more P Red,that I´m aware of.If I´m wrong,I´d like to hear your story"
"In this story,you will learn who and how this 12 ton load of Panama Red was smuggled into California.Have you ever heard the legend of Panama Red?I mean you have heard of Panama Red,haven´t you?Well,here´s the true story about a load that came into California in 1969. I drove up Highway 1,to Maple Street,in Tam Valley,and turned left;if you know where this is,it´s near Mill Valley.I went to my connection´s house to see what exotic weed had come in.He had Yucatan Green,which was fully filled into white plastic bags.It had a fruity aroma,and you could uncoil the kiwi colored green leavesa into their natural finger and hand shapes.I´d never seen weed cured this well.It was somewhat cured like pliable tobacco leaves.The price was $150.a pound which was a lot back in those days..Next a brown grocery sack came out of the closet,which I noticed was full of white plastic bags and the brown grocery bags. From my quick glance I estimated about 10 bags of weed in all. As the top of the brown bags was unfolded I immediatelly smelled the strong aroma of fresh tilled earth, perhaps the smell when you turn over a mulching log, combined with red clay. Then,I distinguished another smell. The smell of fresh earth was mixed with a strong hashish smell. A handful of the well dried small buds was pulled out and laid on the stainless steel plate of the triple-beam. I was in wonder as I had never seen any weed that wasn´t green or gold. To my amazement these small buds were a bright rusty color. Not brown like the colombian gold I scored a few years later, but you know, a rusty red color. I asked: where´s this weed from? My connection told me the story.
This is Panama Red.This stuff grows in the mountains north of the Panama canal. The soil is red to black, with rain all the time. It´s impossible to get this weed but I have access to about a ton of it. How much is for a pound? I asked him. It´s $220 a pound. My wad of cash choked in my pocket, as I had thought that the Yucatan Green was expensive. He could read me. He pulled out a paper from his Zig-Zag pack, and rolled a pinhead joint. Then he lit it up, making a yellow flame as the empty paper end burned into the weed. He took the first puff, which sent off two intertwined lines of blue gray hashish like smoke, heading towards the ceiling. If this were possible, he looked even more euphoric from the one hit;and his eyes rolled back,and closed,as he slowly stabbed the smoking pinner across the table in my direction.As I reached out for it,he said in a choked breath while exhaling smoke: You´ll probably never get weed this good again. I knew his word was always true. My connection and his group had smuggled hashish from Afghanistan, India and Morocco. He´d been busted for importing hash in the bottom of a crate of snakes. He always had exotic weed and hash. He wouldn´t mess around with the weed I could get from the piulots in my part of the state. The only stuff I could get in my area was Mexican weed which ran about $80. to $120. a brick. We called this weed reg. for regular. The reg. kilos or bricks came wrapped in red, green or blue construction paper and was taped off with masking tape. This was the regular bottom-line non-exotic weed that was somewhat harsh to the throat but got you stoned. We resold for $10. a lid, or if you weren´t around back then,a lid is an ounce. The hashish smell of the pinner was overcoming my thougths, as I took a hit of pure heaven. The smoke was so smooth, with a taste just like it´s unburnt smell of fresh earth and hashish. I thought it tastred like Lebanese Red hash, mixed with fresh earth, as I barely watched the smoke vining it´s way upwards.It was hash without the bite. Then the stone came on as I took my second hit.My senses suddenly kicked into the hyper space as I became acutely aware of everything. My hearing, my thinking, my senses were all rocketed into Stonesville, which is a different place for everyone of us. Within a minute I reallized I was really stoned I laughed.Shortly after three hits, I started seeing trails, colors, and realized this weed was a psychedelic high too.Lots of colors.and laughs, in a mellow floating state.A weed to bring out your innermost thoughts, to philosophize,about the finer points of life and existence, with those of like mind.
In 1969, I bought five pounds of Panama Red, which is the most stony weed I have ever smoked, even to this day. When I got back home where the local hippies were used to the $1o.price of an ounce of reg., I knew I couldn´t sell the rusty red weed. First, since it wasn´t green, they wouldn´t believe it was weed. Second, the price would be about four times what they were used to paying for an ounce of reg. weed. I kept telling myself nobody was ready for this rusty weed, which could send anybody, especially these locals to heaven. I knew that if I rolled pinners.it would take me years to smoke all this exotic weed. I figured at least 80 joints to an oz., and I had 80 ozs., and let´s see that´s 6400 joints. I couldn´t take time to do one a day, so I figured maybe 150 a year, and um.it would take me over 42 years to smoke all of this weed. It would loose it´s potency after a year or two. Then the lightbulb came on. I´d roll up about 10 pinners and just give them away. I understood that even my friends could figure out that this was the best weed in the world. After they had smoked this fantastic weed, they would realize how stoned they were, and with the weed rolled up, they wouldn´t know that it wasn´t green!Great idea!I reached into my pocket again as I arrived at the toll on the Golden Gate bridge entering SF,stoned out of my mind. I want you to know something, when I got home that´s exactly what I did. I passed out the pinners and asked my friends just to try it and give me their opinions. They questioned me about the small sized joints, and I said what are you complaining about? it´s free!.Then the phone started ringing with questions like: What was that? Is that laced with acid? That can´t be ordinary weed. Do you have any more? Then I got to tell the story of PR to them.which if ever smiçokeds the real thing, I need not say more.
MEETING THE SMUGGLER
On another score trip north,about a month later,I discovered that my connection had moved to Stinson Beach.You might know where he moved if you ever went there.It was the third house back from the beach,it was on the left,the one with the purple door.When the purple door opened I gasped as I thought I saw my dad sitting down counting cash on a coffee table.I realized that it really wasn´t my Dad,but the guy was a dead ringer for my Dad.He had a receding conservative haircut,with brown hair and graying sideburns.Same facial features.My connection introduced him,and for his protection,I´ll just call him Roy.Roy was counting out $40.000.cash,another installment for the fronting of his illegal,precious cargo of PR to my connection.This was alot of money for a weed deal back in 1969,and probably,one of the hundred bags of money picked up by Roy.You figure it out.If he sold his PR for only $120 a pound,times 24.000 pounds he grossed about $2.9 million from his load.Thirty years ago,this money had the purchasing power of about 4 times more than what it would buy today.However,I have no idea what PR would cost today as I have never found it again.I´ve had Colombian Gold,but it´s more of a brown tobacco color.Red is very earthy,rusty color and I haven´t seen any counterfeit stuff offered.I haven´t even seen the seeds offered.The $40.000 Roy was counting out was only a payment for about 300 pounds.Payment for a ton would be $240.000.Don´t forget he had the money for selling the fish too.Roy was a very candid person,treating meas if he´d known me his whole life. He explained the PR saga. He bought a surplus submarine chaser,a 90 footer.He sold most of the military gear and paid for the vessel with money left over:It was a typical government deal where millions were spend to build and outfit the ship,and then it was later sold by peanuts: Roy outfitted it as a fishing boat:he got acrew together and went south:He loaded in 12 tons of PR,and then he and his crew went fishing...got a small fleet of fishing and sailboats together. This fleet was obviously pre-planned.The fleet was a fleet of dealers who went under the Golden Gate Bridge out about 25 miles,and towards the Farallon islands ,where the PR was quickly offloaded onto those smaller boats.One Harbor Master inside the bay was in on it too,so there was a little chance of anybody getting caught.I can´t tell you if it was day or night, foggy or anything about the conditions, but I do know from other smugglers that they use the worst weather conditions for all their activities.If it´s hard for them,it´s hard for the cops to catch them:Roy said he retired off this trip.I grew some plants from the VERY SMALL BROWN SEEDS:The plants had stalks with alternating green and purple vertical lines.The dark green leaves had purple veins:I got tired of wartering them,so I sold the crop where it stood by selling a map with it´s location.My friends nicknamed me Panama red for waking them to this high.There´s been no more P Red,that I´m aware of.If I´m wrong,I´d like to hear your story"
pandabear
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These original strains were crossed with White Widow as there were no females in the bunch so currently we have a small stock of this cross which contains 50% of the original genetics from the killer strains of the 70s !!! The resulting cross is stratospheric!!! A must-grow for any cannabis lovers! [FONT=verdana,geneva,arial]Height: 4 to 5 ft
Flowering Time: 10 weeks
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bubbleinthebrain
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hey dude, you ever end up growing jamaican anything? i've got a buncha Jamaican Pearls in the ground and they're looking sexy sexy and about a week from harvest... love to hear any positive stories if you gottem! 
CoupleOfSmokers
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Dude it does exist i would know me and my wife have some right now it is some good fu***** dank dude....the high is awsome and lasts a good little bit
OregonMeds
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Sure but NO POT is hallucinogenic on record period, and wouldn't you think we'd have all heard a little more about it if that were really true?
You might get so high you think you're seeing things, but you probably aren't unless someone sprinkled something something on your bud. However, to be fair isn't it Jamaican weed that was just very recently determined to be neither Sativa nor Indica nor Ruderalis in origin?
There could be genotypes that still aren't generally available anywhere else that people there don't even share with outsiders, wouldn't that be something...
Jamaica is not the herb capitol of the world at all though, just a spiritual birthplace of sorts.
You might get so high you think you're seeing things, but you probably aren't unless someone sprinkled something something on your bud. However, to be fair isn't it Jamaican weed that was just very recently determined to be neither Sativa nor Indica nor Ruderalis in origin?
There could be genotypes that still aren't generally available anywhere else that people there don't even share with outsiders, wouldn't that be something...
Jamaica is not the herb capitol of the world at all though, just a spiritual birthplace of sorts.