Unga Bunga
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Strangest thing I ever found in a brick of weed was a snake head .
I would like some info from some old heads on how things were done in the late 80s and early 90s.
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Fladawg01
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None of those old strains are around anymore, with so much breeding and cross breeding, it's sad. It's sad that everyone was so into designing the perfect high THC pot plant, instead of preserving some of the old school strains for their terpenes and reminiscence. I remember the 70's and early 80's well with pot. Always compressed weed for the most part and loaded with seeds. You either had connections or you didn't, no internet, no cell phones, nothing. It was the wild west for quite a long time, and honestly it was better in some ways. Figuring out how to grow, there were no books or videos. You learned by trial and error. Some tried to read what was available for growing, but much of it was printed in High Times Magazine or some other periodical at the time. High Times was the magazine during the 70's, it really had influence on a lot of people. Now I buy the books from many of the pioneers like Ed Rosenthal who really was the one who assisted in breaking the ice for legal cannabis and pushed more of the health effects of it as well. There are so many credits in some of these books to the many who were the ground breakers of this cannabis revolution, it's hard to just give credit to one, but Ed Rosenthal stood out a bit more than most. I keep grabbing the books even though I think I still know what I am doing some, but I just want to have some of the knowledge these pioneers had, even though quite a bit has changed with plants, cultivars, soils, lights, tents, indoors, outdoors and everything involved with this magnificent plant. I hope many of the older growers on here know we are not the few but the many of current growers in the US and maybe the world who are over that 60 year old time frame and we keep trucking along! Happy Growing til I die! 
Unga Bunga
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My real forte is guerilla growing , first crop in 1980 . The hardest part was finding places to grow where you could get in and out without being seen . Much of our growing was done in an urban environment .
You'd be surprised how many places there are around the cities and suburbs that have been untouched by human footprints for decades . That couple overgrown acres behind a local business , industrial park lots that haven't been built up yet , all kinds of options . Growing in the "normal" places like power lines and large tracts of unbroken land was an invitation to get robbed or busted . Those helicopters weren't flying over the local 7-11 .
One thing that a lack of information I think helped us was that we treated our plants just like any others . There was no mystery surrounding it in the sense that it needed sun , water , and fertilizer . Our plants did well without technology meddling in it with the latest and greatest .
You'd be surprised how many places there are around the cities and suburbs that have been untouched by human footprints for decades . That couple overgrown acres behind a local business , industrial park lots that haven't been built up yet , all kinds of options . Growing in the "normal" places like power lines and large tracts of unbroken land was an invitation to get robbed or busted . Those helicopters weren't flying over the local 7-11 .
One thing that a lack of information I think helped us was that we treated our plants just like any others . There was no mystery surrounding it in the sense that it needed sun , water , and fertilizer . Our plants did well without technology meddling in it with the latest and greatest .
Coldnasty
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My first grow light was a stolen street lamp from a construction site about 1995 or so, my first real grow light was bought from a shop in Raleigh NC, borrowed a car, parked next lot over(in those days the cops would sit on them or at least we acted like they were) was a suns system 250 watt HPS and I thought I was like the shit lol. Growing up under prohibition was weird, you were limited on the jobs you had access to cuz drug tests which I was never able to pass, very much a stigma of the stoner dude prevailed, was bad times to be a head I never ever thought weed would be legal in a million years so imagine my joy in a prohibition free state the first years I was smoking brick weed from Mexico. Then we started having access to afghani types. But you never knew cus of beasters, which looked killer but would never get you high lol Good bud became a thing for me in the early 2000s
Unga Bunga
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I remember when the law had undercover watching grow shops . When I bought my first light I and my little gang were still guerilla growing . One guy owed me a favor and it took some convincing to get him to agree to driving me to a grow shop .
We drove from CT up to Wormsway up in Mass . When we left he turned the opposite direction of home and when I questioned him all he'd say is "you'll see" . A few turns and miles away he pulled off the road and took out a rag and a bottle of rubbing alcohol and said to come with him .
He went to the rear of his truck and wet the rag . He had used whiteout to change the numbers on his plate . In daylight you couldn't tell , he did a great job ! A little alcohol here and a little there and we were back on the road...
We drove from CT up to Wormsway up in Mass . When we left he turned the opposite direction of home and when I questioned him all he'd say is "you'll see" . A few turns and miles away he pulled off the road and took out a rag and a bottle of rubbing alcohol and said to come with him .
He went to the rear of his truck and wet the rag . He had used whiteout to change the numbers on his plate . In daylight you couldn't tell , he did a great job ! A little alcohol here and a little there and we were back on the road...
Funkentelechy
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In the early 90's I had a gorilla grow up on a hillside way out in the forest(not my first). I was always careful not to take the same path, I would walk on top of logs and rocks instead of on loose dirt that would leave footprints that could lead thieves or law enforcement to your crop.
Anyways one day I was checking on the crop when I noticed footprints in the dirt, boot prints to be exact with deep tread, they were leading in the direction of my plants. I had a backpack full of water and fertilizer but I decided not to tend to them and instead I went straight back to my truck and left. A week and a half later a twenty something year old hippy dude that I knew that lived on the same hillside got busted. He was a nice guy but he wasn't very smart and when the cops knocked on his door he answered the door with a pipe in his hand(not knowing it was the cops). He told me that the cops told him that they had seen his plants from the helicopter earlier but that chose to ignore it initially because it was only a few plants and they were staking out a larger grow on the hillside instead(mine). They said they gave up on monitoring the larger grow because it had been abandoned by the grower.
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Unga Bunga
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Yup . We used to crawl down coon trails through briar patches on our hands and knees . I may have posted before that I'm about 95% sure we found a makeshift grave once . We wanted so bad to report it but had no good reason to be where it was .
We had another spot , one of the small suburban spots I mentioned . It was behind a restaurant , maybe 5-6 forgotten acres surrounded by wetlands . We used it for about 10 years. Some years afterwards they busted a serial killer and he led them to either 6 or 7 bodies he had dumped in there . Those bodies or at least some of them were there when we were . Creeps me out to this day .
Funkentelechy
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I asked the dude that got busted how they were able to prove that his plants were his, did they see him taking care of them I asked? He told me that "they just knew they were my plants, because they were so dank dude". So he answered the door with a pipe in his hand and they said "we found your plants", and he just admitted that they were his
. Never admit to anything unless they have proof.
Luckily those day are over and you don't have to worry about always looking out for people trying to lock you up for a plant. Or crawl around in the bushes with serial killers.
. Never admit to anything unless they have proof.Luckily those day are over and you don't have to worry about always looking out for people trying to lock you up for a plant. Or crawl around in the bushes with serial killers.
Unga Bunga
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I found it , there were 6 bodies...
William Devin Howell Pleads Guilty to Serial Murders
Funkentelechy
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Damn man, creepy!
Fladawg01
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Not everywhere is legal now, I know as I live in one of the few that isn't and it sucks.I asked the dude that got busted how they were able to prove that his plants were his, did they see him taking care of them I asked? He told me that "they just knew they were my plants, because they were so dank dude". So he answered the door with a pipe in his hand and they said "we found your plants", and he just admitted that they were his
Luckily those day are over and you don't have to worry about always looking out for people trying to lock you up for a plant. Or crawl around in the bushes with serial killers.
