Pink Kush Comes Home.

Hello. I'm Chuck. I started smoking in grade 9 (14 years old). I did my first outdoor grow at 18 and have been growing indoors for the last 25 + years. I hope to pass on a few things I've learned. > I've gotten a clone from a friend, which he got from a friend, who told him that this was Pink Kush from Barneys Farm that he ordered and grew. He picked the best of 10 seeds and doesn't belong to G.D. So I'll do a diary on his pick of plant. The reason I say "Comes Home", is a good story of how I got my first strong indoor cannabis plant. We are reaching back 26 years now. > I was working for a large municipality on Vancouver Island, Canada. I was working as a garbageman. 2 of us worked on a large 25 ton, 3 axle truck. We had 2 large carts on the back of the truck that we could dump with hydraulics. The carts were 100 gallons and had 2 wheels, easy to move around and dump. It was a good job. We were paid well. I had a good partner that I liked and we smoked together on the job. > I was looking to grow my own because our supply chain was not the greatest and the quality was all over the place. I made up a small room with white styrofoam on the walls and a 400 watt lamp. I hooked up a 4 inch disk fan inside air tubing for exhaust and a 10 inch fan for circulation. Now all I need are some seeds or a good clone and I'm set. I could find anything worth growing. A strain called A3 was all I could find (somebody's cousin had). Tasted great but it took 3 joints to get a buzz. No thanks. Mark Emery had his 4th Cannabis Canada magazine out (the seed catalog didn't come out till #10) and there were some adds in the back for seeds for sale. But before I could make up my mind to order another opportunity came up. >Back to my job. We visited the same house once every 2 weeks. You get use to your area after doing the job for a couple of years. My partner (I'll call him M) lived inside the area we did. Sometimes we would go to his house and drop off bottles and cans or things we had found. People didn't recycle much back then so we would find all sorts of interesting stuff, some I still have. > One day we met at the truck in the morning and talked about the house that got busted over night, just around the corner from my partners house. M said he was woken up be a lot of loud talking through the night and didn't know what was going on until he heard the news. The radio story went like this: the house and group of people were under surveillance for the last 18 of months. The group had rented a house in a average neibourhood and brought in every thing they needed to run a grow house. They were based in Alberta and ran the pot back there in hot, fast cars. There were 4 or 5 people busted here and they were looking at getting the ring back in Alberta. We both went Ahhh, all this pot just around the corner and we were smokin dregs. We didn't pick up that run for 2 days. Oh well. >I had asked M if I could pick up the house up when we got to it. He agreed, he know I wanted to start growing. M said there was a police car parked at that house 24 hours a day. So the police get out of the car as we work down the street. I met them at the top of the driveway and chatted a bit, we all worked for the same municipality. I finally said: guess I'll get the garbage now, everything O.K. They said: Yea, fill you boots we're all finished here, we are here to stop b & e's and if any of the gang show's up. Pushed my cart around the side of the house to get the garbage and I saw 3 huge root balls from the mothers and many smaller root balls. On my second trip I got the big root balls into my cart, and waved to the police as I pushed my cart out to the truck. My partner had finished off the street and was waiting for me at the truck. We talked a bit, then hooked up our cart and went to his house just around the corner. Now 2 things, I'm just amazed that the police let me take these root balls, and doubly amazed that there were small branches left that I could get clippings from!!! WOW!!! I didn't have a clue how to take clones but I took some clippings. Washed out a pop bottle and put 5 cuttings in fresh water and put them in a side box on the truck. Got home and reread the cloning part of Ed Rosenthal's book Closet Cultivator. Of the 5 cuttings 2 survived and went on to be the best plant I have so far grown. I took about 5 months to find out it power. I have since smoked THC measured pot and this strain was got me as blasted as the 27%, and had pink pistils. It grew like a stretchy Kush and had a very strong smell. I tried to find out for years after what it was. The closest I got was, it's a Kush. Over those first few years I gave away and sold clones of this excellent plant. It had a very good up social high with a bit of body stone but no sleepiness. It felt like something was touching your 3rd eye area. The more I've since read about OG Kush the more I'm convinced the plant I had was OG Kush. The first on the Island and I leaked it out. I can only imagen, that after that some one crossed that plant with some thing good and came up with Pink Kush seeds. I've also heard years later that 1/2 of the plants used in making Fucking Incredible by Vancouver Island Seed Co. was the clone I found. My small claim to fame in the growing of Cannabis. Chuck.