Jack Herer is a pretty common hybrid strain, developed in the late eighties, always in demand, predominantly Sativa, with refreshing lemony/berry accents over a citrus base. It leaves your mouth tasting zesty and the room smelling of pine, spices and potpourri.
All this flavor and taste helps to mask the fact that Jack Herer from GTI packs an almost 24% THCA reading, an has a 26.1 cannabinoid content.
Jack Herer’s creator, Sensi Seeds keeps the lineage a secret, but it’s believed to be a combination of a Sativa Haze, Northern Lights #5 and Shiva Skunk. It’s energetic without provoking anxiety, and though relaxing, stimulates the mind, without knocking the body out.
I was at the tail end of an eighth of Jack Herer, from GTI, bought from the nearest ThriveIL dispensary, in my case Harrisburg, Illinois. I’d been making the journey there a bit too much lately and needed to finish off the almost finished weed I had laying about.
A friend you can take for granted
I honestly don’t remember smoking the rest of the Jack Here from GTI. It wasn’t that I was overly high, just that it became an everyday smoke, till something new pushed it out of the way. I wasn’t particularly attached to it. It just worked, and it was there.
I tried a couple bong hits to get reacquainted. The haze taste came through first, along with a nice hint of pine. It was exceptionally smooth – my battered lungs briefly considered a short cough, out of habit, but passed on it. The second hit was equally smooth, and though there was no rush to stoned, I was pleasantly buzzed.
I wandered around the house a bit, just getting feel for the high. I didn’t get a burst of energy like I get from some Sativas. No upping the anxiety, but I did feel motivated.
“So the day took on a happy mood. Music was called for, Aoxomoxoa by The Grateful Dead. It’s a jaunty little album with enough weirdness to make the buzz psychedelic.”
I went back in the lounge for another hit. This time I mixed it with the hash oil version of Jack Herer, from Aeritz. It’s darker than most of the oils I’ve had, and I sliced off a bubble from the syringe with a dab tool, then swirled that in some finely broken up flower. The grass adhered nicely to the oil, so it was a simple matter to wipe the glop on the inside of the bowl of the bong.
You don’t have to be precise, once the oil is lit, it stays lit. You either cover the bowl to keep the smoke from escaping, or pass to the next person if there’s someone to pass to.
The weed was burned through in the first hit, which had a lot more punch with the addition of the hash oil. It also filled out the flavor, so the nuances came through. The oil burned for another hit or two and my pleasant little buzz had progressed to pretty fucking high.
The album ended and The Music Never Stopped came on, another Dead tune, which is bound to get a person on their feet. Jack Herer isn’t an overly energetic high, but there is a lift. And motivation. Not being a dancer, or a twirler I wandered down the stairs, thinking a bit of time outside might be good. And there are always things needing done out there.
It’s a beautiful day in the neighborhood
Outside it’s exceptionally sunny, but the cold is back. A hard frost last night, I went out and checked the garden. Nothing is up but some live plants I put in last weekend, spring greens. They were actually thriving in the cold. My pepper plants were shielded and just fine as well.
Most of all I just wandered around, letting whatever wanted attention, catch my eye. I didn’t do much of anything, but I had a damned fine time doing it. I could still hear the music playing inside, sounding far, far away. And I thought that’s actually how music should be heard outside.
The description people keep using in reviews of Jack Herer is clear-headed. I’ll second that. So I figured I might as well do a bit of real work, as I didn’t feel too high to concentrate and I wasn’t dressed for the cold.
“The oil burned for another hit or two and my pleasant little buzz had progressed to pretty fucking high.”
Inside I made a cup of hot tea, as my taste buds were on overdrive from the weed. I opted for German Breakfast Tea, with honey. I wanted to be able to stay up with the buzz, and not succumb to the mid-afternoon doldrums that come from staring at a computer screen.
After sitting and typing for a bit I started feeling tense between my shoulders, and stood up. I tried doing an exercise I used to know which helped reduce the tension. After a few minutes I realized I was actually just doing The Safety Dance but oddly enough it worked, and stuck the song on my head.
The phone rang and I took a call from a client, which went surprisingly well. She’s notoriously difficult to explain things to – she’s visual so she need to see it. But it was a very mellow conversation and I managed to explain things clearly enough that she could follow along with the issue.
Jack Herer’s clarity pays off. Which makes it a good daytime buzz if you don’t have to any heavy lifting, physically or mentally. It’s just … pleasant. Which is likely why it didn’t stick in my head more. It’s like an old friend that’s always there when you need him.
I’ll be calling on Jack again.
The Particulars:
- GTI Jack Herer Flower
- THC 0.97#, CBD 0.01%, THCA 23.42%, CBDA 1.70%
- Aeriz Jack Here Full Spectrum Hash Oil
- CBD: 0.59% | THC: 76.08% | THCA: 0.35%