De Leukste Nug's 4/20 Week Live Report - The Life & Times of an Amsterdammer

[BongHug82]

Great read! Really need to get into this whole dab thing! Lovely pictures of the bud and the rosin looks amazing!

[RvanSteensel]

would love 5grams of that haze

[Marok21]

Great read that looks like it will be a very high week for you enjoy it

That AK OG Rosin looks superb well done and 73% of return is just awesome!!!. You made me really curious about Rosin made of hashes
I was always interested in Rosin... but from Weed you have not such a good return and the weed has to be sticky of course to get an acceptable amount of Rosin. But damn 73% of return is awesome and that makes Rosin more intersting for me

Is there any difference between Rosin made from Weed or made from hash? especially in potency?

back to Topic the Casey Jones Wax and Jesus OG Bubble Rosin looks so yammy, too.

Great work! keep it up

[Nuggz]

@RvanSteensel - Ik zal je in facebook toevoegen en dan een berichtje sturen. Want ik heb je in ACD-Barcelona facebook-pagina gezien. Prima?

@Marok - Thanks man! As far as differences between flower and hash rosin, hmmm - overall a good flower rosin, just cannot be beat in terms of flavor. That being said, quality bubble-hashes will get right up there in terms of exquisite flavor (as does some good kief-rosin), and undoubtedly will crush flower-rosin (and par-up with BHO) in terms of potency - and on top of that good bubble-hashes will give insane yields. As I've stated before even more standard/classic Moroccan hashes will squirt out 50% yields with relative ease and consistency.

On the other hand flower rosin is realistically around 10-15% even without learning-curve, and decent strains. The really skilled pressers with the choicest dank can finagle 25% with a lot of know how, and it would seem to me an equal amount of luck haha

[Nuggz]

18th of April, 2016:

Today ironically rings in three years to the day, since the first time I arrived in Amsterdam (as a touri-, errr, visitor). So it's only fitting to make an entry however brief it may be.

Got off at 7 am this morning stopped in at Boerejongens Centre on my bike-ride home. Picked up 1g of AK-OG block, and 1.5g of Super Lemon Haze block.

Got home and had a pressing sesh to unwind before a much deserved slumber. The AK-OG yielded .7g and the SLH yielded .9g so about a 70% return on both, not too shabby.

After a nice indica-blasted dab of the AK-OG and some netflix to doze off to in the background, I caught some shuteye.

Upon waking up I scoured the forum and found out the plans for the day. A few hours, dabs and procrastinations later, I ended up at Utopia where I met Gapie, TrashcanMan & Occasional Bowl. All parties looked properly zonked by the time I arrived on the scene.

Stan of course being the cocktail joint fiend that he is, had a few in rotation already. I opted to pick up a half-gram sampler of the Tangerine Dream. Look wise there was nothing spectacular to note. The bouquet is a bowl full and tangy, citric punch, - smells like Tangie to be honest - though the bud-tend-ress insists that it's different. The only other experience I have with the strain, was a batch picked up from Barney's in the summer, that smelled like a super, sour fruity haze - not nearly as Tangie-esque as this TD, suffice to say as far as I'm concerned it's Tangie.

The actual product burned a moderately white-ash, and delivered heaps of flavor as should any Tangie, however in spite of the mouth full of flavor there was something slightly off, to be wanted for; can't quite place my finger on it, but certainly something. Nonetheless, and excellent strain to get some proper flavors on palate; though quite pricey at 15 (but tangie is never cheap).

After a nice pure cone of the tangie, I busted out the dab-rig, let Gapie have a go at the newly pressed SLH-bloc rosin. His ensuing coughing-fit bore testament to its potency.

After letting the nail cool off, we pack up and trek towards Haarlemerstraat to meet up with Macky for his birthday drinks at Barney's Uptown. Also on the scene, are Treetop, his s.o.; and drugs bunny (whom we actually met right before leaving Utopia). After some proper introductions and chatter, several tasty pure cones get twisted up and passed around, not a leaflet of "cancer-kush" in sight, I'm in heaven (or Euro-stoner hell ). Treetop is participating in some other cannabis competition (not Elite Cup), and has several wares with unlabelled numbers (blind-tasting), he loads up one or two in the Storz & Bickel mighty vape, and shares some of these tasty enigmatic flavors with the rest of us laymen. God I love that vape, one of the few that makes my volcano look lame! Booo!!! Props to you TT for sharing those loud flavors!

After enjoying a beer and relieving my famished state with some frietjes, I decide I should head home to get ready before my night-shift. I bid everyone adieu, heavy seshing to be continued tomorrow...

Good to meet all of you today, sorry if I wasn't the most animated, several consecutive night-shifts (and dabs) will do that to a man!

More to come...

Happy blazing everyone!

[gapie]

[Nuggz]

Wow, what a day yesterday was. Thank you all to the ACD-faithful for being there and making it such a special pre-grame to 4/20!

Pt. II April 19th, 2016 - Bicycle Day: The Gathering Commences

Get off yet again at 7 AM, despite the taxing hours I have a surge of energy. I attempt to get in touch with the others because I have the urge for a brief wake'n'bake before slumbering, however everyone is currently busy so I go home for some light shuteye.

Too few hours later, I awaken around noon, the anticipation has kept sleep at bay! After some coordination, I'm enroute to Voyagers. The plan between me OHMF and Papi is to get up with the Ambrosia Extracts-man for some lekker concentrates. I show up at voyagers and see OHMF, and some of the other ACD-ers congregated there. Papi has briefly stepped out. But who should I see but Ambrosia himself (he hadn't even responded to my wickr message yet), PERFECT chance timing lad! - I'll take it. Mr. Ambrosia is happy to help a few lads out.

With Papi, OHMF and me in tow, Mr. Ambrosa guides us down to Batavia's smoking room, where we pair our cannabis with some cold beers/colas. After showing us his wares we eventually decide upon one gram of "Golden Berry Crumble" & 2 grams of "Super Lemon Haze Crumble" between the three of us. After some good heady convo, and a proper tasting sesh, we clean up the scene and rejoin the others at Voyagers.

Next stop on the agenda - Coffeeshop 137 for some of their acclaimed Shoreline. The friendly and relatively knowledgeable Moroccan budtender at 137 and OHMF shoot the shit chatting over the intricacies of Devil's Harvest strains and how they are "under lights". He shows us a few tubs of DH strains, the OG Reek'n looks pretty nice and has quite a bouquet to say the least.

The shoreline, well my god, where do I start. I come from the US where cultivating ungodly flavorful and potent "purp" strains was somewhat of sport, but this nuggetry looked like something else, a beautiful almost violet hue of purple, just blanketed in trichs - but fuck me sideways - it's the bouquet, a seductive, lulling super-sweet berry punch, with a hint of medicinal (fruit-flavored) cough-syrup, - WOWZAS. OHMF is sold and scoops up a gram off the tender.

Now the first heavy sesh, is well in session and underway. Several mighty/krafty vapes come out onto the tables, seemingly out of the woodworks - I unsheath the dab rig. And some heavy sampling ensues. We test out the Golden Berry and SLH waxes from Ambrosia. The SLH is definitely terpier for aroma and maybe even on the exhale, but the Golden Berry is something more special and unique perhaps. In any matter both are delicious.

OHMF is his heavily dabbed state uses one of the (acrylic) dab-containers as are carb-cap under the assumption that it was silicone, 'twas not and there some residue on my new aaahhhh! OHMF apologizes profusely and promises to replace it! Really not necessary as he's already been entirely too kind to me this trip, but we shall see what catches our fancy later....

Moving along, I pack into the mighty a Casey-squared vape bowl (Casey Jones Flower x Casey Jones Crumble), peppered perfection, pure casey flavor 110%! OHMF skins up the shoreline into a beaaauuutiful pure cone. And let me tell you I smell and recognize the smoke from this joint before she even gets to me wow. When she finally does, the flavor translates almost as well as one could hope, and does not dissapoint in the least, the ash isn't the whitest so it could have stood a moderately better flush job, though I digress it is some of the choicest and most exotic top-shelf flower I've puffed on in 'Dam, at least this gathering haha!

After some heavy seshing, we decide to keep things moving -

Papi and OHMF among others are interested in some "extra-coffeeshop" cannabis, so I make a call to my buddy - he's busy but will meet us at cannabis college with a few bags of frosty super silver haze. After much "groupthink" navigation, herding the sheep, we arrive at CC and make our necessary transactions. We continue the trek along towards Boerejongens Centre so some can pick up these block-hashes for rosin-teching later. When we finally get to Rembrandtplein, it becomes evident that business is booming at Boer, given the line out the door. Papi who had his heart set on the block hashes queues up, the others who had food on their minds all split off to mitigate their cannabis-induced famished states.

OHMF & I opt for some trendy Juicer/Health Wraps botique just across the street from Boer, the wraps we pick up are surprisingly good and certainly healthy tasting - who says you have to be a glutton and poor dieter for the munchies?!

Once everyone has gotten food in their bellies and desired smoke in their bags, we head over to Hunter's Bar (a CS/Bar combo alla Kashmir/Kashmir lounge) we order up drinks and yet again the pure cones, mighty's/kraftys and dab rigs all come out of hiding, our cannabis table clout is quite impressive at this point! Us ACD-faithful leave our mark! haha

After yet another sesh at Hunter's we nix the original plan to continue on towards the Pijp, as other prearranged rendezvous points call, - at Utopia, Voyagers and ultimately Batavia. Most of the others head directly for Utopia, I on the other hand had left my bike parked in front of C. College, OHMF being the delightful lad he is agrees to accompany on my detour to retrieve, with the intention of perhaps micro-seshing at CC. When we do arrive at CC, there are several local dab-heads, many whom I recognize of being pretty inserted into the Amsterdam (cannabis) "scene".

It's pretty much standing room only and we basically get told passive-aggressively to fuck off for the meanwhile, bummer! OHMF sensing my disappointment says "let's go shopping" like a parent trying to console their child with presents, haha, can't say no to that. He is quite insistent on replacing my dab-nail because no one should be inhaling plastic-fumes. We go towards Prix d'Ami to the shop from which he had procured his own rig earlier, and he bartered with the shop-keeper a bit to secure me a new (and nicer than my old one) nail for less than sticker price, great going lad! I've now somehow ended up with an even nicer nail, so would I be a cunt if I thanked you for fucking up the first nail with plastic OHMF?! #blessingsindisguise ...Seriously he's a bloody good lad, can't thanks you enough man!

New dab-gear in tow, we set off for Utopia. We arrive and the rest of the crew from before are already on scene. OHMF, goes to take a gander at the menu, he seems a bit underwhelmed by it from my astute observations, but ultimately settles with a g of the Tangie (Tangerine Dream). He loads 'er up in the mighty and WOW, pure unadulterated rush of raw Tangie flavor right to the palate, like an orgasmic citric overload! YUM! Much better than in the joint, flavor, flavor on flavor, for days! The flavor even lingers into some of the subsequent vape bowls we pack of other strains. Damn, may have to pick up some more of this for #headstash

The others having been informed of my rosin prowess, demand a pre-workshop on how to press, and soon everybody is handing me their hash to throw onto the press (hair-straightener and other equipment so kindly provided by the one and only One Prepared MotherFucker). OHMF makes the gag that they've turned me into a full on chinese sweatshop of rosin production at the rate I'm going, at this point the seshing gets level "weird" (as in we are "weird" level smashed) as the dab train is chugga-chugga-choo-chooing like a full steam locomotive through CS utopia in this moment. Finally my knee really starts to get at me from all this rosin-pressing, so I decide to take it easy, and close the workshop. Eventually the others start filing out en route to greet lemming at Voygers.

Me and OHMF are some of the last ones, and we're eager to bounce, but the nail is still hot, the remedy - press flower rosin (from the private-source haze) and do some more dabs to pass the time - brilliant unassailable stoner logic, amirite?!

Finally we get some haze flower nectar on our dabbers which predictably, as flower rosin does, goes down a Terp-OD treat! Sooo lekker!

Finally we finish up and get packed and are continuing on towards Batavia (we were so late we missed Voyagers entirely). We get down to the smoking rooms where Lemmy and the rest are waiting. So nice to finally meet him among the other and put some faces on names. Predictably the cannabis and paraphenillia make their obligatory exodus from our bags onto the table for some more hardcore seshing.

My main guy for procuring nuggets finally gets back to me and says he has a spare moment to serve me up. He comes 'round to Batavia with his wares, I personally pick up some Casey to split up with poppy, TT picked up some silver fields, Trashcan silver kush and maybe someone else another sort, - hope they were all good smokes lad!

Yet another private/instagram source "golden-green-infused team" a prolific edibles-chef arrives on the scene (i sent him a wickr message as I had the munchies for some edibles.) He has quite the selection of concentrate-infused edibles. He shows us his line of 100 mg (oil) infused crispy treats; he has frootloops, rice krisipies, cocoa puffs, etc. 6 a piece, or 5 for 25; trashcan and drugsbunny see a good deal when it's there, so they throw two pick up a five pack with me. I also pick up a 250 mg infused milk chocolate bar for 4/20. I eat the first of my two krispies treats immediately, it's quite lekker, and the cannabis is very well masked (although I don't mind the taste that much anyway to be honest). At this point a day of excessive cannabis consumption has got my eyes about gorilla glued shut, so I start to consolidate my belongings.

As the group has thinned out at this point, and it's just me and Papi left, and who do we spy across the room, but Mr. Ambrosia Extracts himself, with his own "dab-corner" set up, him and some other (clearly elite cup involved) peeps had an e-nail set up on their ottoman table, he invited as to take a seat. Papi and take a glance at the time, it's 11:58, only two minutes until 4/20 (calendar date not the hour). Papi whips out his container of golden-berry crumble and says how about a celebratory dab, can't say not to that! The golden berry serves as a bloody brilliant night cap and with that Papi and I bid Batavia adieu! Papi walks back to Utopia with me so I can reclaim my bike which I parked out front. We stop by the nearest Febo for some obligatory late-night munchies before ultimately going our separate ways.

I arrive at home and unpack my mobile dab station (backpack) with the intention of one more night cap, but to be honest I can hardly muster the strength, I settle for a few squares of my golden-green medicated chocolate bar, and tuck away reflecting on what a hell of day it's been, grin from ear-to-ear, one crispy motherfucker~!

FIN

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April 20th, The High Holiday - Here comes the Sun!

So after a nice slumber a arose with my eyes basically glued together from the heavy lingering edible stone, after a bit of moving around, a coffee and a dab, I'm back in element.

I start off with a healthy breakfast of (the second) Frootloops-Krispy treat to medicate; then I tuck into ACD to update this. And now I shall shower pack up and get ready to see you lads soon enough! MORE TO COME!

[Old Timer]

I'm starting to regret not being there now!
Great write ups, keep on keeping on!

[spidergawd]

Brilliant, thankyou for an entertaining read. Close to being there, and can pretty well smell the flowers.

[OneHighMofo]

Awesome stuff dude
Besides the great memories it's brought back I've been using this to prop up my notes!
Lovely writing bro. More please...

[Marok21]

As said before nice work! Sounds like a lot of fun It´s too bad that I got no holidays for the 420 Week... I wish I had been there

Thanks man! As far as differences between flower and hash rosin, hmmm - overall a good flower rosin, just cannot be beat in terms of flavor. That being said, quality bubble-hashes will get right up there in terms of exquisite flavor (as does some good kief-rosin), and undoubtedly will crush flower-rosin (and par-up with BHO) in terms of potency - and on top of that good bubble-hashes will give insane yields. As I've stated before even more standard/classic Moroccan hashes will squirt out 50% yields with relative ease and consistency.On the other hand flower rosin is realistically around 10-15% even without learning-curve, and decent strains. The really skilled pressers with the choicest dank can finagle 25% with a lot of know how, and it would seem to me an equal amount of luck haha

thanks for the answer I think I will try it when I have some nice hash from Amsterdam next time... meanwhile I will try to get some more
knowledge I think I will start my first tries with a small amount of hash and not the most expensive stuff I think it´s not so easy to get good results.

[Lemming]

Excellent! More please.

[Nuggz]

4/20 The High Holiday:

As stated above I arose around noon, and immediately medicated with a nutritious breakfast of cannabis edibles.

First order of business for the day - picking up some Strawberry Sour Diesel Bubble Hash from 1e Hulp, as I'm quite keen to press out some heady rosin for this fine occasion.

My what another pristine day it is outside, I arrive at 1e which is already quite busy for their 4/20 festivities (which as many of us would later learn, were cut quite short courtesy of the Poltie). Took a look at the the hash in the jar, it as very light unpressed crystals, pungent enough aroma but to be honest more of a generic bubble-hash type smell, not nearly the same distinct bag appeal and loud aroma packed by the Jesus OG Ice I had picked up about a month prior. I opt to play it safe since the price tag is a hefty forty on the gram, so I get .5 for 20, good 'nuff. I contemplate staying around for a cheeky dab at 1e, but it's a bit too busy for my liking so we're off.

Next stop La Grotte, to impose myself upon OHMF's tranquil wake'n'bake brekky.

Our cheeky friend is posted up by the door, so I see him immediately as I walk up. We shoot the shit, and I sample some of his recently purchased wares from Dampkring-II just down the street. Before long the bar-tender seeing that I haven't paid for shit, comes up and asks me what I would like, ah shit my jig is up, time to stop being a tightwad - "een biertje graag", nice to sip on a lager in the early afternoon, and feel like a proper alcoholic, but not before spilling it all over myself & OHMF, great!

After a generous tasting sesh from OHMF's stash, Mowie arrives at La Grotte. OHMF is finishing his breakfast now, and decides to hoof it to Bluebird to meet up with the rest of the ACD crew, Mowie and I being on bike opt for the faster route and tell OHMF we'll meet him there.

Almost the whole crew is already on the scene when we arrive - Macky, OHMF, Papi, JDog, DrugsBunny, Lemming, TT & the Missus, and PotDoctor I think? And more I'm sure that escape my pot-fogged memory at this moment...

BB is predictably busy, but luckily enough we manage to snag a spot on the outside benches in the front to enjoy some vape bowls and sunshine, what a treat! I know at this point more of TT's IC Mag cup samples get passed around and they are of course all delicious!

Eventually the hour creeps closer to that which we all hold so to dear to our hearts, (and lungs), so we set off in the direction of CS 4/20 in the Spui area. I opt to leave my bike this time as we are a large group, and I can't be arsed to walk it amidst everyone else - farewell for now my two-wheeled friend!

The trek is enjoyable several pure cones and vape bowls getting passed around, and the sunshine does not relent. We arrive to Spui area, first order of business was the webcam salute, after several attempts by the group to point out it's location to my immensely stoned ass. After a cheeky wave or two we nip towards 4/20 only to discover that it's completely packed and there's hardly a seat to be found, after much extremely stoned fidgeting over what to do about nothing, everybody goes off in fuck all directions because well, marijuana... Me potdoctor, the Mank lad who's name escapes me at this very moment, OHMF all make off for Betty Too, because it's close enough so we should make it in time for some dabs at 4:20, brilliant!

At the Betty the friendly-enough bud-tendress shows OHMF her wares, he seems unwaveringly underwhelmed by the bag appeal from my perspective and opts for two strains, bubble gum and something else. From my super silver hazy memory, I don't recall him or I being too impressed with either OH WELL! We whip out the concentrates and it's choo-choo all aboard the dab train once again! That'll always get the job done, when the nugs fail...

By now my memory gets increasingly hazier, eventually we wrap up our massive sesh at Betty Too, we're well famished and it's time to snag some munchies before the much anticipated ganja cruise.

Walking around Leidseplein, OHMF is insistent on eating all vegetarian, well because he's a flaming liberal hippy and he told me it makes his farts and shits a lot more grand (sorry for the TMI y'all and OHMF for putting you on blast). We stumble across this pita-chain (name escapes me) that offers vegetarian falafel wraps with all the high-fiber toppings one could ever hope for - my stomach and colon are already gleaming with anticipation. After our healthy late lunch, me & OHMF are en route to Utopia to meet up with the rest of the group we lost earlier. I don't remember much of Utopia to be honest, suffice to say I'm sure lots of dabs, Mighty bowls and delicious Tangie were involved.

As the clock approached 7 we made our way to the boat Smirks, JDog, Lemming, Papi, Drugs Bunny, Macky, his Missus, Mowie, and err I'm scouring my brain to remember who the last person was (it was a 10-person group). Anyway, we make it just in time to meet our boat captain at the Prinsengracht. A bit of nostalgia, as a pleasant surprise, I discover the boat we'll be taking is moored right across from my old dorm-room/apartment, and I literally used to stare at it everyday sat on my windowsill enjoying the odd cone (or bong bowl, or volcano bag), small world (or city).

The boat is amazing, and has all we could ask for, they had already provided some beers and snacks for us which was nice, in addition there was a cabin (later to be names by me the "Dab-in") below in the event of rain, or cool evening air. I think the dab-train was already boarded before the boat had even pulled off from it's slip. Reggae tunes blaring, ganja smoke in the air we were off, in all my time living in Dam this was my first proper canal-cruise and I have to say it did not disappoint in the least. The whether was great and we even were blessed with a spectacular sunset on the 'IJ river.

After an amazing ganja cruise most of the others made their way towards Cafe 4/20 for the T&T organized by Papi. I had a brief pit stop to attend to at my buddy's house when I arrived there were a few people involved from the Elite Cup, and many had their judge packs with a smorgasbord of dab flavors; thus, I was fortunate to be privy to some quality head-stash dabs. One in particular titled "H3" on it's pack, a waxy almost off-white colored one was in particular potent and delicious. Judging from the pale hue, it had to have been an extremely high- THC concentrate, akin to maybe "budder", bangin' stuff!

Everything sorted, off to 4/20 Cafe for yet another T&T, it's already close to closing time and we still haven't pressed our Strawberry Sour D ice into rosin yet. Me & OHMF are quite keen to try it, OHMF wants to press it but being the polite little wanker he is thinks it would behoove us to ask first. Suddenly he catches the vibe that they'll assuredly say no, so he holds off before managing to spy a discreet electrical outlet in the corner, for a quick "stand" on the hair-straightner and then bob's your uncle we've made oil before anyone can blink an eye or notice.

The freshly pressed rosin, is a beautiful golden-yellow color with a generous enough smattering of terps. The flavor follows nice, and the potency makes itself known, that being said it (predictably) didn't hold a candle to the Jesus OG Rosin I had previously pressed. But alas, it's certainly tasty enough and will do just fine as an addition to me and OHMF's concentrate vault!

Waiting on the dab-nail to cool down so we can fuck off, and we're getting shooed off by the staff, shit is it 1 'o clock already?! A dab'll do that...

All the others are proper stoned and promptly make their way to their respective beds for well deserved slumber. OHMF and I are in the process of doing the same when I get a text back from my buddy, saying to come over for a post-Elite Cup 4/20 after party of straight dabbing.

When we arrive even more elite cup chaps have shown up. The #yorkshireweed boys are on the scene, must to OHMF's amusement, he always loves to analyze everyone's social interactions. Also Mr. Space Tree and a few others. Of course several dabs are in rotation, eventually I get an offer to pick up 10 more g's of some S5 haze for a very nice price, I speak with OHMF, not a deal to be turned down so we take it. We promptly open up the rosin pressing factory and OHMF gets to work, the S5 is a surprisingly good yielder, and makes for some tasty, heady dabs.

One of the cup participants, a lovely chap from London, had some of his personal wares on deck. One was a live resin made from god knows what strain but it smelled my melons, and "shut up and take my money" with a flavor to match on the palate. WOW, this is arguably the best concentrates I've ever tried - is this really BHO? Props lad, props!

By the time dabfest 4/20 winds down almost nobody is capable of moving, and the house is nearly silent aside from the odd blast of a burning blow torch. It's nearly 4 AM, don't think we'll make it to 4:20 AM unfortunately. OHMF and I say are goodbyes and skin up a joint of S5 for the windy trek back. The flavor seems to disappoint, but we would later discover it was just the wind causing the joint to burn funny and make the hits harsher to which that can be attributed.

I arrive at 4/20 cafe and grab my bike before bidding OHMF adieu, adventure to be continued tomorrow...

[OneHighMofo]

BRAVO!
And sincere thanks from my resplendent bowel!

[Willjay]

4/20 The High Holiday:



. Before long the bar-tender seeing that I haven't paid for shit, comes up and asks me what I would like, ah shit my jig is up, time to stop being a tightwad - "een biertje graag", nice to sip on a lager in the early afternoon,
...

Now that is a great tip for avoiding those lines at the bar, have the bartender come to you
thanks for sharing