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Well Ill likely never see this harvest, they were stolen even worse my partner is a likely suspect.
(Looong but worth it) We had planned to harvest them 3 weeks ago yesterday but I was gone, I get a hold of him the next day and he says hes not going back because he heard from 2-3 people that cops(provincial & RCMP) drove right down the tractor trail closest to that spot and went all the way thru to the other road, the weekend goes by before I see him in person at which point I badgered him for over an hour trying to convince him to go back and help me harvest or see if they're even there but he wouldnt budge, not even a little, which was unusual then he accuses me of screwing him out of 50 bucks on a QP deal which I took offense to so he leaves before we start swinging.
A few days later I call him to get directions for a better way to the spot and tell him im going tomorrow. Sunday morning my dad drops me off near that tractor trail and make my way to the spot a way i never took before but found it without too much fuckin around, NOTHING BUT STUMP, no cop tape or chopped dead plants. They werent ripped out or cut at the base, they were stripped branch by branch so cops didnt get them THEY WERE JACKED but theres more. The trek back to the road was super sketchy, first of all cause I stumbled into someone else's patch and it was hard to stay hidden cause most of the leaves had fallen and I was wearing a yellow&blue jacket cause it was hunting season but I made it to the road before any cars came so I start walking waiting to get picked up. A few seconds after I got out on the road a van goes by, it didnt slow down or anything so I figure im good nobody seen me but right after two guys in a red pickup pulls up next to me, one was 40ish the other in his 50s, the conversation went pretty much like this;
Them: Hey, whats with the runnin through the woods(in french) Me: Oh, im lookin for my dog Them: Black lab? Me: Yeah! you seen him (I dont have a dog) Them: He's down that way (pointing back down the road) Me: Oh, great. How far? Them: Not too far Me: Great. Thanks!
So they drive to were the dog is and start leading him to me while I walk, now I have to pretend that this is my dog! I'm just praying hes friendly at this point, I never seen this dog before but he didnt bark at all when I walked up to him and only pulled back slightly when I first went to pet him, anyway after petting him and acting like "where the fuck were you" and "OMG were's your leash" for a few seconds I turned to the guys in the pickup and thanked them, they werent 100% convinced but they left and I walked off with "my dog". I got picked up a couple minutes later and I start tellin my dad how that dog saved my ass when we pass those guys standing at the end of their driveway, they saw me and threw their arms up and yelled something, we raced home without being tailed. These guys were either growers or didnt like growers.
Two days ago I had long talk with a well connected friend and found out that; My plants may have gotten jacked right before I got there. Those guys were growers. Someone stole a shitload of dope in that area (altogether there were A LOT of plants in this small area)pics 80 or so pants were stolen within hours of me being there. A couple people def. suspect I robbed them.
The ONLY silver lining is I live in one of those everybody knows everybody places so theres still a chance I'll find out who done it, that'll be fun.
-------------------- Most people consider the course of events as natural and inevitable. They little know what radical change are possible through prayer. Every morning I offer my body, my mind and any ability that I posses, to be used by Thee, O infinite creator, in whatever way Thou dost choose to express Thyself through me. I know that all work is Thy work, and that no task is too difficult or too menial when offered to Thee in loving service.
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