Hands down top three best strains u ever smoked!!!

[porn]

OOOo this it's dificult but for me I have some 3 that had a special place in my hard and my brain:

ACE; Panama X OTH, potent, tryppy and so tasty.
One pheno of Jock Horror (Nirvana) pineapple speedy death mix with alcohol and you will end walking dead.
Old Timer haze (ACE) x Original Haze (tom hill); oldtime, potent, nice flavors and high, sky is the limit?, very social.
and I have to also name;
Satori (mandala), vigorous, potent and tasty,day lighter, want it back.
Leda 1(kc brains) x Bahia blackhead (kc brains) some real good sativa.
Neville haze x kali mist, really potent catpiss haze cross, real daylighter.
Blueberry Sativa (2001), nice high, smell and flavor.
Panama x Mextiza/Deep Chunk, nice flavor, high and bag appeal. Also a great hibrid high more sativa expresion.

Now wanting to grow and smoke al of ACE and CBG and try C99 and F13.

Keep smoking good fellas...

 

[Sativa Dragon]

OOOo this it's dificult but for me I have some 3 that had a special place in my hard and my brain:

ACE; Panama X OTH, potent, tryppy and so tasty.
One pheno of Jock Horror (Nirvana) pineapple speedy death mix with alcohol and you will end walking dead.
Old Timer haze (ACE) x Original Haze (tom hill); oldtime, potent, nice flavors and high, sky is the limit?, very social.
and I have to also name;
Satori (mandala), vigorous, potent and tasty,day lighter, want it back.
Leda 1(kc brains) x Bahia blackhead (kc brains) some real good sativa.
Neville haze x kali mist, really potent catpiss haze cross, real daylighter.
Blueberry Sativa (2001), nice high, smell and flavor.
Panama x Mextiza/Deep Chunk, nice flavor, high and bag appeal. Also a great hibrid high more sativa expresion.

Now wanting to grow and smoke al of ACE and CBG and try C99 and F13.

Keep smoking good fellas...

Greetings!!!

I have to comment on the very thorough list.

Might we open a coffee shop and make your list the Menu?

I have to save that one.

Peace

 

[HidingInTheHaze]

I hope those selfish guys with their exclusive, private strains get spider mites, root aphids, and powdery mildew every grow from here on out.

Yeah they deserve bad shit to happen to their garden because they have something you don't.

It's people like you that go around wishing bad things on others out of jealousy that deserve it the most.

I think the your sense of entitlement would be a real turn off for most.

 

[Sativa Dragon]

I would hope you couldn't "WISH" Bad Karma on someone.

Peace

 

[Chemovar]

the best weed isn't a destination it's a journey

 

[Boffin]

1. hazes
2. hazes
3. hazes

 

[floralheart]

For me, they were all unknowns.

All of them were the product of very private people who have been working on breeding the project for years. In all three cases, I was lucky enough to even get to smoke it.

None of them would even talk about the lineage nor give a name to it.

That's pretty cool. @ some point a person gets culture fatigue. Tired of all the hype and bullshit.

 

[ScrogBoxJenkins]

NL5 x Haze

some stuff back in high school, dude called it jamaican..

Loompa's Headband

 

[clearcutter]

Sweet Tooth #3
E.C.S.D.
Sweet Tooth #3 x G13

 

[Epiphyte]

Sour Diesel
(Silver) Haze
Lemon Thai or Durban because I love the soaring sativa highs with a little cbd

 

[whiteberrieS]

Cookies
OGK ('03 OGK, the one that caused all the fuss)
Vader (select Skywalker Kush pheno)

 

[AlaskanSun]

Matanuska Thunderfuck- Old old strain up here. Deep heady high that creeps up and smacks you with a hammer! Sativa/indica that turns into trees without much help. Currently hard to get. I know some old red and white that have some. Now that i think about it... I will probably get it again after a few more chops!

Cat Piss - Definately an aquired tase! I dodnt know what it was the 1st time i had her in my garden i was running around trying figure out how the cat got in my garden! I was prety pissed at her until my buddy tod me what he gave me.The smoke is killer even tho it puts out that reek. AFTER a good cure that is. Smoking while just dried is nasty! Cannot get again in my circles. I was thinking on getting some cougar piss from rare dankness if attitude gets any more.

Purple Haze- LOVE THE PURPLE HAZE! Do I really need to say more?

Some good smoke in this thread i gotta try! Too bad most are clone only

 

[Ga farmer]

Ice
White widow
Most had no name

 

[Sativa Dragon]

I am going to re-enter my ballot and say so far it has been White Widow Super Silver Haze, and "Y" Griega. I still maintain I haven't smoked the best yet.

peace

 

[wallywombat]

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[Iffy]

Top three strongest/best strains ever - ever!

Top three strongest/best strains ever - ever!

Tough one, like your three top tunes of all time!
For me, I had some fresh 'straight off the boat' Jamaican Sensi back in 90, which I bought in a safe-house in Battersea. I was writing a book at the time and it not only gave my imagination wings and the words just flowed. It gave me an intense warm glow that surged through my body. I realised immediately that I had to conserve the fast diminishing ounce in my stash box and that I had bought something really special. However as in life, everything comes to an end and it was soon gone but never forgotten.

Second for me would have to be the original Church.
I grew PP1 commercially for a while but now & again we would be presented with a guest or two. My partner came in with four cuts of the original Church and so we alloted them a corner and bedded them in. At the end of the grow the PP1 had totally outperformed the Church by a great margin. The four Church plants looked straggly and with distinctly smaller colas. We harvested everything and when all was ready remembered to separate the Church and to split it three ways for 'percy'. That evening I came to realise why it had been called Church! It was the most, clean, spiritual, lifting high I had ever experienced up to that point! I was in love - completely! It was so.... serene and white & cool. Man I wish I'd kept a cut of that one. Utterly the one that got away! However, I was undeniably enriched by the experience and will never forget the 3 weeks of joy that beauty gave me.

In third place but only by a whisker, the original UK Cheese cut that exploded in the South of England about, man 6 - 7 years ago?
Total herbal cosh! I had never experienced potency like that before from MJ. Opium yeah sure but not herb. Me and everyone else were literally blown away by it. It reset all standards here in the UK and gave me my first 'whitey' for 20 fuckin years - awesome.
How we all let that monster slip away is a mystery to me and to many others.
That's my three fellas - stay safe & happy growing

 

[Mel Frank]

Thai
Panama
Nicaraguan

 

[GreenDream]

Lightning OG (Blows the doors off of SFV)
Sour Diesel
Purple Urkle

It's so hard to choose only three. Very close runner-ups include:
Blueberry
Orange Crush
Matanuska Haze

I'm sure there are some I'm forgetting.... Amnesia Haze perhaps? lol

 

[The Hatter]

It's tough to narrow it down to three but in no particular order here are my favorite smokes.

Unknown thin leaf Mexican Sativa grown from high end brick 20 years ago. A buddy grew it out and got maybe a half ounce of wispy popcorn bud from the entire plant. It was truly amazing stuff that I still remember all these years later.

Ace Panama

Blue Berry Crack (It was similiar to Blue Dream but with a superior more sativa leaning fuzzy warm effect. Amazing stuff for a mainstream poly hybrid. I would love to get a hold of that cut.)

 

[Madjag]

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 Nieva, 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, and we think it was a Panama Red or Colombian Santa Marta Gold, 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.