Vintage Colombian

[cureious]

Ill tell you what, I have never had anything as strong as Panama Red and Columbian Gold, and would love to find them in hiding, and compare them to the modern versions respectively....what a great taste test huh? pass the papers please, let's try this out hahaha wow that would be a great time.... see? weed makes people friends over just weed and good times LOL

 

[LeeROI]

Years ago, I smoked Colombian on the Columbia River.

 

[red rider]

Years ago, I smoked Colombian on the Columbia River.

lol

 

[cureious]

Years ago, I smoked Colombian on the Columbia River.

hahahah what a fool I am for not knowing the spelling of Columbia oops did it again, Colombia

 

[red rider]

Lumbo 2015

Lumbo 2015

No man don’t feel bad, everyone (Native English speakers) spells Colombia with a “U”. Very common it’s just that in English we spell “Columbus” and in Spanish its spelled “Colón” and the country of Colombia is named after Christopher Columbus or in Spanish Cristobal Colon. To be honest I didn’t know that until after I moved here. Of course now days everyone should be a genius with google.

Sticky but not moist

Here’s another “chunk” of crippy that’s currently available in Bogota. Seems like the last stuff from Carlos but slightly different. It has the same Ivory soap hash smell and taste but it affects me a little different than the last batch. This stuff has a really nice rocket ship assent that peaks into a productive high with a normal duration. The come down is sleepy, not tiring or down, just sleepy like after you ate a big meal (might be a factor).

When I say the effect is productive I do not mean it’s motivational or makes me active. I just mean I can do thing while smoking it without forgetting what I’m doing or unable to get off the couch. This crippy is like the other from Carlos, its seedless buds all kind of stuck together in a clump but in no way compressed or fermented.

Unfortunately for me this looks and smokes like “product” and although clean and potent it lacks depth and clarity. This is a perfect example of consumer/grower evolution. I would never turn this crippy down but, this is not what my Colombian is like at all.

red rider

 

[MDfinest]

What was the branching and the bud structure on that SMG? I had some seeds I was gifted that I am very sure are of Mexican origin that I grew out. Circumstances only allowed me to keep two of the germ'd seeds. I grew it out and it was obviously an NLD, and it didn't respond very to well to the heavy nute's from my compost. The WLD I've been working on for years love's the stuff and grows those wide, metallic green leaves and takes off.. but the same base stunted the NLD's at first.

I got one male, one female and unfortunately killed the Male. There was hardly any side branching, but the terminal cola was so thick and chunky. The buds were finished first week of November and din't take as long as I thought they would. It looked alot like that SMG just looked denser. I'm pretty sure it is of Mexican origin.. and since alot of Mexican genetics originate in Colombia I wouldn't be surprised if they were closely related.

The smell was very earthy and almost spicy and the trichomes had like silverish tint to them.

 

[Madjag]

Here's my Colombo story. If you want to know more about my dear friend, Gerardo, AKA, Peter, check out here: https://www.icmag.com/ic/showthread.php?t=230368&page=3

The most devastating herb I have ever toked was a true, landrace Colombian Wacky Weed was known to me as "Candybar". It showed up three or four times a year via Brooklyn, New York to Phoenix, Arizona. The only person in America getting it was my good Colombian friend Gerardo. His source was an old-time grower from Neiva, Colombia, land of the Colombian Blacks that ranged from a shady chocolate color to a rich tar coloration.

Candybar came so black and compacted in one ounce "bars" that it looked like hash and had very little if any apparent leaf or vegetable matter. It was tightly sealed in aluminum foil with an outer wrapping of Saran Wrap. The few people who were lucky enough to examine it up close were like, “WTF?” because it couldn’t be just plain weed. Not coming like that. What these lookers didn’t know, though, was the true surprise that the source of this smoke was handful of female plants that were not annuals. These mother plants were many years old and treasured by the few, rare individuals that had access to the herb they produced. Though I've never seen photos of multi-year plants from Colombia, my friend RCC sent me photos of a Thai tree with a sturdy trunk slightly larger in diameter than your forearm, with average height of approx. 16-18 feet. Standing alone along an agricultural field's wooded edge, a single plant looked very similar to a small stand of bamboo. It doesn’t necessarily mean a lack of vigor at the Equator when a plant grows beyond a year….or five.

One toke from a New York needle pin joint of Candybar was enough to send people falling down staircases, to start spinning so hard that they vomited, and to even lose their balance like my best friend who immediately passed out, fell forward into a brick wall, smashed his eyeglasses, and hit the cement - all before we could move from the same instantaneous freeze and time-stoppage induced by the one, hard-to-pull-from-the-pin joint hit that we each inhaled.

The time period helped the high. In 1974 when Candybar was selling for $100.00 an ounce in Phoenix, an outrageous price for those early days, very few people has smoked decent sinsemilla or had ever tasted this kind of highest quality, professional Colombian grower's personal stash weed. Peter, AKA Johnnie, and actually Gerardo, had people driving down 3 hours in the dark of night from Flagstaff just to grab one of the 3-5 bars being sold shortly after it arrived in Phoenix. Many were disappointed due to its absolute rarity and the general impossibility of getting even a 1/8 of an ounce, ever. Folks laughed when they heard about it. They just couldn’t relate without the experience. They had no reference point that was comparable. I’m sure many of the farmer bros out there reading this account can remember their first space dream and total wipeout.

He had tales of heavy intoxication from wherever he roamed. In Redway and Shelter Cove in Northern Cali he told me of sitting in the pitch-black Redwood forest on a summer night and listening to insect, animal, and sounds from "The Standing People" (trees). Yeah, sitting for 4 hours without barely moving. Now that's some zone. What territory.

Other times there were humorous stories of leaving pin joints in public places and following/watching the poor mental-patients-to-be as they blasted off instantly and lost their grip on the way. Much like the best highland Thai or other southeast Asian smoke that exhibited a SAM (Surface To Assassinated) missile speed. Victims who later swore that they had smoked herb spiked with LSD. Today, looking back, I'd compare it to a DMT blast, though not quite as psychedelic as a stunning combination of extremely high THC accompanied instantly by a wave or windblast of an even more intense CBD spin. And spin they did.

In the stashed Rasta section of Brooklyn’s Bed Stuy, Peter watched helplessly (yep, frozen in time) while a friend's girl tumbled down an entire wooden flight of Brownstone stairs. Once they could break free of Candybar's Tractor Beam they spent awhile tending to yet another casualty.

I remember several occasions when hipsters asked Johnnie what type of hash he was preparing. He used a razor blade to slice chunks or slices from the candy. Imagine, for you that can relate to what a “Chunky” candy bar was (is?), that you took two Chunky bars and lined them up touching, side-by-side. That was the general shape except it was not quite as thick. It smelled of warm dark humus, an earthy cannabis with a hint of fruit.

I never, ever smoked more than one hit at a time once I experienced the time-warp of 5 hours disappearing from a couple-three thin hits from a Ney York Needle pin joint. I laid wasted on the banks of Sycamore Canyon’s swim hole just below Laurie’s Cave wondering who I really was and when was I going to be able to, heyhey, think again. Only a few like Gerardo, George B., and Rob T. were perpetually motivated by Candybar and took off hiking for hours or drove a tractor in 100 degree heat all day under its spell. For most like myself it was paralyzing.

Second place (oh yes) goes to “Cartoon Weed”. Whatever it was, it was extremely predictable and intensely stony in its effects: you will be somewhere, probably in public, most likely in a place that you wish you weren’t, and totally lose it, laughing ridiculously until you cried. The release was enough to make some piss their pants, oh man.

I like that smoke a lot, too. It made life’s dream a magic, funny, shadow show.

 

[onefinity]

Madjag- I love that write up. I've read it several times, and I'll always stop to read it again

 

[red rider]

That is a fantastic story and I’ve read it before myself, thanks for sharing. In fact it is this story that has inspired my latest project and that is replicating something like the candybar.

I never heard of candybar in the 70s but I did get some “wacky weed” that was from Colombia. Not sure where in Colombia it was grown but I remember the knock out stone it had even today. I have run across a few strains here of what I consider black but nothing with the raw power the wacky weed had. I feel with some selection and traditional fermenting something very close to the awesome candybar can be recreated.

red rider

 

[Madjag]

I would venture to say that Candybar is another name for "wacky weed" ....both were knockout quality.

I remember that the high, after you got past the first 5-10 minutes, was so physical that it reminded me of the high I'd felt a couple hours into eating a gram of hash; my body wanted to just stay put. For Gerardo it was pure motivation and he had all sorts energy to climb mountains or walk from Wall Street to Columbia University (did that once).

I was raised on high-quality seeded Mexican from all of the famous states like Oaxaca, Jalisco, Michoacan, and Guerrero. Their highs were soaring Sativa rides and "Cartoon Weed" was most likely one of them. Santa Marta Gold and Panama Punta Roja were in the same category, just different highs like they all were....but they were "highs". When real strong Colombo arrived, it sort of took the market by surprise. People were not used to couchlock weed and sooner or later everyone got thrown under the narcotic high bus when they least expected it.

 

[gekolite]

Madjag , the most interesting part of the wonderful post is the fact that there are perennial cannabis plants ,when I was doing cannabis research in the mid sixties I was always searching for the holy grail , a perennial cannabis plant,, and only found one instance . The plant I found was in southern India , It was a tree , real tree , it looked at least 20 years old ,

 

[bombadil.360]

wow Madjag, very cool story

I know what you mean when you talk about really being 'high', it is pretty psychedelic and energetic ime. The best Colombian I have ever had I got it in the Venezuelan Andes around 2000. It was simply called Corinto or Corintiana. It came pressed into 1Kg bricks. It was maybe one of the last batches of those special Colombians: Punto Rojo, Mango Biche, Arco Iris, Caca e' Mono... these were pretty much replaced by Cripi...

I still kick myself for not having saved seeds from the 1/4 kilo I ended up with

peace

 

[Miraculous Meds]

That story reminds me of the black African herb dj would talk about taking just a toke off a pinner n being some of the strongest herb hed ever had.

This whole thread really puts into perspective all the stories my uncle would tell me about these foreign herbs he had while travelling in the service during Vietnam war. I really thought he just hadn't had the quality that todays hybrids bring, but I truly believe in all the unique highs n experiences that all these exotic herbs can offer because of their different cannabinoid ratios n terpene content, especially being grown in the sweet spot environments.

I will have to visit with my uncle again n ask about some more stories of the heirloom herbs. I didn't absorb them with the retention n attention that I would like to now, after having a deeper understanding of their unique value.

 

[red rider]

Update: My Colombian seeds are now in Denver, Ray returned to Denver Tuesday. I gave him two types of black, Purple Corinto, Golden Corinto, SMG and some I just call "lumbo". Ray is not a grower but I gave him as much training as I could so I hope he can do something with them. More to follow.

red rider

 

[red rider]

Quick update: Been pretty busy working at the National University shooting hundreds of very short tutorial videos as well as lots of skype classes. Lots of good things going on put no time to put up an official report. Bad news is Ray who had my fantastic new contacts phone number, doesn't have that phone anymore. When he moved back to Denver he left that phone here. So, I've got the address but not feeling good about knocking on doors unannounced. Lots of fresh crippy around the University. Will follow up.

red rider

 

[Payaso]

So who is growing Colombian strains that wants to enter the contest?

https://www.icmag.com/ic/showthread.php?t=309451

 

[_tessarecting]

Y'all are onto something here!
Fermentation needs to be experimented with bioassy and mass spec.

 

[red rider]

Government weed

Government weed

That’s a fantastic idea for a contest, however my little “house” plants certainly wouldn’t qualify. Last Saturday the wife took the kids with her agricultural class to a little farm just outside Bogota. I had to work so I didn’t get with them but when the returned from the farm my wife proudly showed me a branch from a cannabis tree. She said the flowering branch was cut off a “tree” the University was growing at this state run farm. I don’t know anything about it other than it was a pure Colombian variety not a hybrid. At first the wife wanted to grow it by sticking it into potting soil but it was pretty much dead after being carried around in a plastic bag all day. So I cut it up to make some topical rub (alcohol) for my mother in law since it really wasn’t developed enough for smoking. However I did keep all the little developing flowers for further testing. I don’t know anything about this strain, could be a NLH plant.

Update: This is most defiantly not hemp. After quick drying a small budlet, I tested it with the bong. Even quick dried it has a smooth piney taste and a quick effect. Bright, happy, up feeling, not to the bone stone like the crippy I’ve been enjoying. It has a very nice effect even the leafy flowers that still needed weeks or months to be properly finished (note to return to farm in a month). The effect reminds me very much of the blond/gold from the Caribbean coast but still “green” in flavor.

This some Colombian grown NLXHaze

Still wet, it's very sticky

red rider

 

[red rider]

Window sill

Window sill

Here are my house plants that live on the kitchen window sill. They aren't for smoking since they really don't get any light. But I've got to grow something.

These are two purple Corinto with one Golden Corinto that's smaller

This plant came from a rare crippy seed I found in an exceptional batch of crippy

This plant was started last December

Obviously this plant gets no special treatment but I like seeing it everyday.

red rider

 

[Green Squall]

I know what you mean about enjoying seeing the plant everyday. This spring a planted 4 seeds on a whim, not really planning on doing anything with them. I kept them on my deck and loved seeing them in the sun everyday, and smell when I was out there reading or hanging out. Unfortunately they developed PM and I ended up killing them off.