Nobsa sample conclusion.
Nobsa sample conclusion.
I really had a great time in Boyacá and my experience with an old time grower was unique. Now I’ve had some time with this rare sample and had time to compare it to my current batch of Crippy, I can give a better view of its effects. When I met the grower in Nobsa I had no idea this guy had anything at all to do with cannabis, he was just one of a few gentlemen I was introduced to with the wife on our visit. After the introduction the wife went in the house and I stayed outside with the men to have a cig.
The usual gringo questions were asked like where I’m from, how do I like Colombia and so on. Then the conversation turned to “Aguardiente” and a bottle appeared. I think Colombians are very proud of their local made aguardiente and these guys wanted me to have a taste. Even though I don’t drink recreationally anymore I never refuse an offer for food or drink (considered rude here). So we had a shot and of course I had to make a big fuss about how good it was. Soon myself and Carlos (the unknown at the time cultivator) started talking about his daughter going to live in Washington DC a few years earlier. I was feeling pretty good from the 3 or 4 shots of aguardiente and mentioned to him that 4 states and DC legalized. He said he had heard about that then he started telling me about him growing and selling (for export) cannabis in the early 70s. I was very interested and tempted to pull out my one hitter with the Crippy but then he said he never smoked it. I had a good buzz (normality I never admit to consumption) and I told him I enjoyed smoking and the Colombian I had in the 70s was the best yet. With that he grabbed the bottle and invited me to follow him, we walked around the back of the old farm house into a strange backyard pasture area and had another shot. We talked some more and then he opened the lid on a big clay pot sitting in the corner of the porch. He pulled out a nice handful of golden buds and handed it to me. I was blown away, totally not expecting that, I quickly stuffed the bud into my jacket pocket. Now I really wanted to smoke but the situation just wasn’t right, so we continued talking. Suddenly my wife and a few of her aunts came around the house saying their ready to head back to the hotel for dinner. A quick goodbye from Carlos (actually a friend of the wife’s uncle) and the rest of the family and we are off. Later after dinner I finally have time to look at my “gift”, sitting on the toilet in the hotel bathroom I empty my jacket pocket on to some newspaper and I can’t believe my eyes. I really thought all that time it was in my pocket that would be some seedy garbage. But to my delight no seeds and “fuzzy” golden red buds with a subtle but potent smell. I took two big hits before my kids can crashing through the bathroom door. I was fried, even with the kids and wife’s craziness I had the best evening. Now I’ve been puffing this sample for two weeks and I must say this is what I want to reproduce (along with some others). I have no idea how it grows but the effect is what I’m after. Even after nonstop smoking morning to night (I’ve been on a two month “break” from work) I have very little tolerance to it. I can smoke it all day (one or two hits at a time) and still smoke enough at night to put me out. The effect is clean with no headache or negative effects even with repeated large dosage. It gives the munchies but not overwhelmingly and sex is incredible on it. However I have to say that like any weed all day smoking makes me a little sleepy (not tired) but all in all I’m quite happy with this. I smoked some Crippy last Sunday (just for something different) and got every high from it but the finish was dirty and made me feel like shit after the nice buzz. But some Crippy here is like that, a really nice 45 minutes then confusion and exhaustion.
Nobsa sample conclusion.
I really had a great time in Boyacá and my experience with an old time grower was unique. Now I’ve had some time with this rare sample and had time to compare it to my current batch of Crippy, I can give a better view of its effects. When I met the grower in Nobsa I had no idea this guy had anything at all to do with cannabis, he was just one of a few gentlemen I was introduced to with the wife on our visit. After the introduction the wife went in the house and I stayed outside with the men to have a cig.
The usual gringo questions were asked like where I’m from, how do I like Colombia and so on. Then the conversation turned to “Aguardiente” and a bottle appeared. I think Colombians are very proud of their local made aguardiente and these guys wanted me to have a taste. Even though I don’t drink recreationally anymore I never refuse an offer for food or drink (considered rude here). So we had a shot and of course I had to make a big fuss about how good it was. Soon myself and Carlos (the unknown at the time cultivator) started talking about his daughter going to live in Washington DC a few years earlier. I was feeling pretty good from the 3 or 4 shots of aguardiente and mentioned to him that 4 states and DC legalized. He said he had heard about that then he started telling me about him growing and selling (for export) cannabis in the early 70s. I was very interested and tempted to pull out my one hitter with the Crippy but then he said he never smoked it. I had a good buzz (normality I never admit to consumption) and I told him I enjoyed smoking and the Colombian I had in the 70s was the best yet. With that he grabbed the bottle and invited me to follow him, we walked around the back of the old farm house into a strange backyard pasture area and had another shot. We talked some more and then he opened the lid on a big clay pot sitting in the corner of the porch. He pulled out a nice handful of golden buds and handed it to me. I was blown away, totally not expecting that, I quickly stuffed the bud into my jacket pocket. Now I really wanted to smoke but the situation just wasn’t right, so we continued talking. Suddenly my wife and a few of her aunts came around the house saying their ready to head back to the hotel for dinner. A quick goodbye from Carlos (actually a friend of the wife’s uncle) and the rest of the family and we are off. Later after dinner I finally have time to look at my “gift”, sitting on the toilet in the hotel bathroom I empty my jacket pocket on to some newspaper and I can’t believe my eyes. I really thought all that time it was in my pocket that would be some seedy garbage. But to my delight no seeds and “fuzzy” golden red buds with a subtle but potent smell. I took two big hits before my kids can crashing through the bathroom door. I was fried, even with the kids and wife’s craziness I had the best evening. Now I’ve been puffing this sample for two weeks and I must say this is what I want to reproduce (along with some others). I have no idea how it grows but the effect is what I’m after. Even after nonstop smoking morning to night (I’ve been on a two month “break” from work) I have very little tolerance to it. I can smoke it all day (one or two hits at a time) and still smoke enough at night to put me out. The effect is clean with no headache or negative effects even with repeated large dosage. It gives the munchies but not overwhelmingly and sex is incredible on it. However I have to say that like any weed all day smoking makes me a little sleepy (not tired) but all in all I’m quite happy with this. I smoked some Crippy last Sunday (just for something different) and got every high from it but the finish was dirty and made me feel like shit after the nice buzz. But some Crippy here is like that, a really nice 45 minutes then confusion and exhaustion.
