Tell your Passion of Cannabis

[RosterMan]

Now you guys are bringing back memories. My very first time was in 1975 with some really stank skunk weed, you know the real kind you could smell a mile away. We just started summer vacation and a group of us went up to the upper peninsula of Michigan near Crystal falls camping. There were five guys and six girls just to make sure the odds were in our favor. Anyway, we were all sitting around the fire drinking some beer and jack Daniel's, one of the girls pulled out some of the swankiest smelling shit there ever was and how it turned a #6 ranking girl into a #10 really fast lol. I would love to have some more of that smelly skunk shit but can't find it like that anymore.

Girls like that are hard to find anymore

 

[Eternal Sun]

My passion started late in life, at the age of 53. . I was at a party, and got a migraine. (I have had chronic migraines my entire adult life). A friend offered me a hit on a joint. Ten minutes later, and several hits, I felt amazing. Following summer I grew my first “crop”, learning as much as I could, and getting better every grow.
I now like my daily joint, and wouldn’t want to do without.

 

[Ganjier]

I must be around the same age as @Loolagigi2. I started around the early 90s with Mexican brick weed. 75 percent stick and stem. But the first time I felt passion for it was when my uncles showed me my father's guerilla grow. I was 15 and He was currently in prison but had bought property before that. A nice north facing Mountain in WV with a spring fed creek running along side.
The pointed out all my dad's plants growing on the side of the hill. They were emerald green and blended into the surrounding Douglas fir trees. They showed me what male plants looked like and had me cull them out. I took 250 plants down that day leaving maybe 600 more females to grow out.
When we were done, My uncles handed me a high times magazine, a joint of past year's crop, and what would turn out to be a warm welcome to my outlaw family's business.

**** yeah!

 

[Bugus_Monkey]

Between 5th and 6th grade - 1978 - Regular weed was 30 and 35 a "LID" and there was stuff they were calling Red Point.. (Columbian Red Point) Looked like miniature dark red Christmas trees and that was 45 a LID. 95 for a QP.

 

[Ganjier]

I remember being about 15 and my sister had a boyfriend who sold weed. His stuff was fire!!!! $40 an 1/8th. I was staying at her house for a few days and she told me how they all climbed this water tower in the city we lived in and how they wrote their names on the very top . I thought, well if she did it I can too.
Morning came. Probably about 30 degrees and overcast her boyfriend and I took off to the tower. Of course he smoked an entire joint with me on the way.... We get there. It didn't look so bad..... Now keep in mind I do have a fear of heights. He had to pick me up to grab the first ladder rung since I am so dang short. I went first. He followed. No turning back. The ladder was about 12" wide and was just some flat bar with round bar for rungs. I had no gloves on and it was ice cold. I get to the top. There is no railing up there which was nerve racking, but the view was awesome. I couldn't appreciate it though. All I thought of is how am I going to get down. I didn't want to die that day. I am pretty sure my mother would have been a little upset at my sister and her boyfriend if that was the case.
So I get close to the edge to get down the ladder. The top of the water tower has a slight pitch to it, and there was nothing to hang onto while trying to grab a ladder that is below you. You had to literally hang over the edge to get to it.
I wanted nothing to do with it. Her boyfriend said he would go first to show me. It took everything I had to not get stuck up on the top if this thing. I knew I had no choice. I was not having fun at all. I finally got the nerve and started climbing down. My hands were super tight grasping the cold bars and my heart felt like it was coming out of my chest. It felt like forever to get to the ground. I remember my entire day was shot after that. My mental status was shot, and my body was exhausted from the energy I used to get up and down. I tried finding a photo of the tower with no success.
Definatly a day I will never forget.

 

[pute]

I'm old

 

[Ganjier]

I'm old

Getting off topic here, lolololol.

 

[boo]

I'm almost as old as pute and there's no way I'm gettin near that tower...when the chute didn't open correctly my days of heights was gone...

 

[Ganjier]

We are talking 1995. Yes, maybe you are a bit older, but it wasn't yesterday. Nor would I ever attempt that again, lol.