So... no big question or mystery here. Just another medical guy getting screwed by Washington recreational and feeling the need to vent to some folks that might have a sympathetic ear.
I've been bitching about it since it was official. As of July 1st, 2016 all MEDICAL grows in Washington state will be reduced from 15 plants per patient to 4... or, if you're willing to surrender your HIPPA rights and sign on with the state, you can grow 6. You can still reach the 15 max, but only if you have a Dr. willing to go out on that limb but I guarantee you, the state will be giving you the big eyeball.
This has been a heartbreaking realization to accept. For the last 6 yrs., I've been growing two cycles of between 12-15 plants, 1 cycle for me and 1 for my ol' lady... all legal and legit like, non-stop. I have a prosthetic leg with lots of issues and major stomach problems, so having this medical grow working round the clock has been such a blessing. Even after a stump surgery, I could crutch on out to the trailer and keep things moving really well.
When we moved out here to our property... I picked up a cheap, used, 30 ft. travel trailer and stuffed it inside my pole-barn/shop. I gutted it out completely with the exception of the working rear bathroom sink and the propane heater. I put 5 mil black plastic up against each window, then covered that with plywood. When you look at it... you can't even tell it's plastic, it just looks as black as night "inside", always.
I lined the floors with 5 mil. white plastic, lined the roof and walls with mylar. I built an insulated wall/door to separate the front and rear of the trailer. 1 side for veg and the other for budding. I setup air conditioning in both rooms, small squirrel cage fans to vent out the roof holes right into charcoal filters. Plumbed in electrical straight from the shops fuse box, to a 4 plug outlet in each side, each with it's own 30 amp fuse... along with maintaining the stock wiring and fuse box.. for the smaller, simple stuff. I eventually setup two light tracks, each with a 600 MH on the bud side and a single 1000 HPS in the veg. room. Automatic heat/humid temp sensors to trigger off the squirrel cage venting and auto-light timers for the tracks and lights. I setup a regular plastic trash can with a little giant water pump, a black, flexible garden hose and a trigger wand for mixing and delivering water to the babies. I lost track of the amount of money invested to make and keep this thing working like the outstanding indoor grow it has been.
I've been using this trailer in repeated cycles with no breaks for the last 6 yrs and clean it all up between each cycle and seasonally, treat each room for pests between cycles, to keep the room clean and avoid any unnecessary plant exposure to pesticides and/or pests.
It has been an outstanding, reliable and safe setup and I've absolutely loved having it. I just pulled my second to the last harvest out of this trailer, this last weekend and the closer I get to the deadline, the more heartbroken I seem to feel.
I plan to build two wood boxes that I'll put on wheels, to keep them off the cold concrete floor and move around when/if needed. These new boxes will be very small in comparison, as I only plan to now run 4 plants in each box to keep the cycles going. I considered trying to grow bigger plants in the trailer... but the head room just isn't there and obviously, I'd have to re-learn everything I've perfected over the years for a totally different style of grow.
I would love to sell the trailer to someone that could keep using it... but I don't make outside contacts much anymore. I moved out of the big city and over time, got more and more isolated from the old crowds. The chances of finding anyone to buy this setup as is... next to impossible. That means I'll be breaking it all up and re-using as much as I can to apply to the new grow boxes. Then I guess I'll continue to gut the rest of the trailer out, leaving just the window coverings and offer it up for a "storage" trailer on craigslist.
It feels blasphemous to even type it in the open, to think it to myself. I feel shame... and yet, there's nothing I can do.
I watched my Dad get busted more times than I like to remember and did what little I could to help when he went to the fed penn. for 5 yrs. on the last bust. I'd watched him get screwed by the legal system, then screwed by the people he should have been able to trust... who took whatever the cops didn't take or break. Some of the most disgusting behavior from some of the last people I'd have ever expected.
So yea... I could say "F-IT!" and go underground... but obviously, that's not the choice I'm willing to make or I wouldn't be here crying about it. I can't risk my property or my ol' lady, who works for the damn post office, a federal agency.
anyway... thanks for listening. I'm trying to look at the bright side and all I can see is maybe starting up a sandblasting/powder-coating business in the shop space I'll gain when I pull out the trailer... but it's small consolation.
It was good while it lasted. I guess they can't take that away right?
Edited by BikerPepe, 19 April 2016 - 01:10 AM.